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I Must Feed

The sky is painted black as I tilt my head back to catch the beam of the moon light.
My body weak, I must feed, this will be an evening of fright.

My eyes gaze and scan the city streets for suitable prey.
She is stunning in a black dress as she looks my way.

Her scent flows gently in the air pulling me towards her.
Her grey eyes are captivating as I grip the back of her hair in a passionate kiss as she purrs.

Her eyes widen as my fangs appear.
My trance has begun she is captured and will not disappear.

The moonlight casts a glow upon her neck as my fangs pierce her skin.
Her eyes open with a seductive smile knowing that she is mine as she licks her blood that drips from my chin.

My fangs then tear into her black dress and falls to the earthy floor
She bites my lip as her fingers clench my sword

My fangs then bite through her red lace as I take her dark nipples in my lips.
My muse arches back rubbing my sword against her dripping wet slit.

I must taste as my strong arms lift her to my lips as I devour her silky walls.
Her sounds of pleasure echo through the night, soothing erotic calls.

My tongue spreads her pussy lips with force as my fangs grip her clit, as my tongue finds her shaking place.
She quivers and shakes and cums hard as her thighs squeeze my face.

I then slide her down my bare chest as my steel sword plunges inside her juicy world.
In then out then plunging deep, my sword twirls.

My palm takes her neck as her inner walls grip.
The force of the sword plunges deep as my hot cum explodes inside her as I lift her again to taste my juice as it drips.

I slide my sword back inside her warm dripping slit as we kiss with lust.
Our passion continues through the night till the morning sun burns us to dust.
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