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Rise of the Goth girl
The rise of the Goth girl
He sits very patiently, his back up against his own stone, he as all the time in the world, but soon he's not a lone
The familiar sound of a iron hinges as someone pulls back the gate, he knows it is the Goth girl and now she's sealed her fate
She walks over to a gravestone, lays two Roses on the ground, standing with her head bowed, making not a sound
She always comes in darkness, the night was just her time, it will also her undoing, though she thinks that's all is fine
Then out from the shadows, steps the man all dressed black, she turns around and stares at him and he just stares right back
But his stares have powers, Vampire hypnosis was a gift, within seconds she'd succumbed, his powers strong and swift
He looked at her up and down, she wore a PVC dress with studs, he knew he wanted more from her, than just to drink her blood
She's full of desire, the hypnotising has done its trick, all she wants is to fuck him, all she needed was his dick
She unzips her shiny dress, she's standing all in lace, the Vampire likes what he sees, desire shows on his face
He takes off his long black coat, he lays it on a stone, he picks her up and lays her back, he's got her all alone
She sits up to kiss him, she doesn't feel the coldness of his skin, all she wants is passion, all he wants is sin
Kissing her so very hard, his hands trace her every curve, her nipples harden to his touch, he wants her with such verve
He lays her back spreads her legs, he places kisses up her thigh, she was sighing sweetly, on the night that she would die
He reaches to her panties, he can see their damp and wet, he pulls them to the side, to see where he wants to get
His fingers stroke her lips, she feel their very strong, he slides them into her, now she knows their also long
Thumb playing on her clit, his fingers probing deep, she sighs and moans much louder as her pussy starts to seep
Juice on his fingers, he knows its such a waste, he moves his head in closer, so his tongue can have a taste
She tastes delicious, he holds her tightly by her bum, a little slice of heaven, her thighs are like a memory of standing in the sun
He pulls her to the edge of the stone, her legs go around him tight, he pushes his cock deep inside, now the time is right
Slowly thrusting forward, her pussy's his to take, but he must be gentle, for mere mortals often break
Vampires fuck with power, he'd break her like a doll, he fucks like stallion and this mortals but a foul
He spins the Goth girl over, he enters from behind, she's breathing heavily, her ring his fingers find
Cock pounding in her, he pulls hard upon her hair, he glances at her neck vein and her life-force pumping there
His teeth are extend, her soft pure skin is broke, hand tight around her neck, to hold her not to choke
Blood rushing through her wound, with every pump some of her life is lost, he needs her blood to sustain him, her life must be the cost
But on the very edge of Goth girls death, the Vampire changes mind, he decides he's gonna turn her, she'll be one of his kind
Who would have known in one thousand years, from that graveyard scene, was the night of her rise to power, she is now the Vampire Queen
Ron
He sits very patiently, his back up against his own stone, he as all the time in the world, but soon he's not a lone
The familiar sound of a iron hinges as someone pulls back the gate, he knows it is the Goth girl and now she's sealed her fate
She walks over to a gravestone, lays two Roses on the ground, standing with her head bowed, making not a sound
She always comes in darkness, the night was just her time, it will also her undoing, though she thinks that's all is fine
Then out from the shadows, steps the man all dressed black, she turns around and stares at him and he just stares right back
But his stares have powers, Vampire hypnosis was a gift, within seconds she'd succumbed, his powers strong and swift
He looked at her up and down, she wore a PVC dress with studs, he knew he wanted more from her, than just to drink her blood
She's full of desire, the hypnotising has done its trick, all she wants is to fuck him, all she needed was his dick
She unzips her shiny dress, she's standing all in lace, the Vampire likes what he sees, desire shows on his face
He takes off his long black coat, he lays it on a stone, he picks her up and lays her back, he's got her all alone
She sits up to kiss him, she doesn't feel the coldness of his skin, all she wants is passion, all he wants is sin
Kissing her so very hard, his hands trace her every curve, her nipples harden to his touch, he wants her with such verve
He lays her back spreads her legs, he places kisses up her thigh, she was sighing sweetly, on the night that she would die
He reaches to her panties, he can see their damp and wet, he pulls them to the side, to see where he wants to get
His fingers stroke her lips, she feel their very strong, he slides them into her, now she knows their also long
Thumb playing on her clit, his fingers probing deep, she sighs and moans much louder as her pussy starts to seep
Juice on his fingers, he knows its such a waste, he moves his head in closer, so his tongue can have a taste
She tastes delicious, he holds her tightly by her bum, a little slice of heaven, her thighs are like a memory of standing in the sun
He pulls her to the edge of the stone, her legs go around him tight, he pushes his cock deep inside, now the time is right
Slowly thrusting forward, her pussy's his to take, but he must be gentle, for mere mortals often break
Vampires fuck with power, he'd break her like a doll, he fucks like stallion and this mortals but a foul
He spins the Goth girl over, he enters from behind, she's breathing heavily, her ring his fingers find
Cock pounding in her, he pulls hard upon her hair, he glances at her neck vein and her life-force pumping there
His teeth are extend, her soft pure skin is broke, hand tight around her neck, to hold her not to choke
Blood rushing through her wound, with every pump some of her life is lost, he needs her blood to sustain him, her life must be the cost
But on the very edge of Goth girls death, the Vampire changes mind, he decides he's gonna turn her, she'll be one of his kind
Who would have known in one thousand years, from that graveyard scene, was the night of her rise to power, she is now the Vampire Queen
Ron
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