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Succubus
When we kiss
she bites my lips
sinking her fangs
into my flesh
Her vampish touch
compels my lust
grinding her thighs
against mine
Her scent seduces me
to taste her pleasure
with every measure
of sin
she bites my lips
sinking her fangs
into my flesh
Her vampish touch
compels my lust
grinding her thighs
against mine
Her scent seduces me
to taste her pleasure
with every measure
of sin
Published 7th Dec 2024
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things that dreams of made from the deepness of the mind of thoughts 🤔🫂😁.
🪬 SHAMAN 🪬
things that dreams of made from the deepness of the mind of thoughts 🤔🫂😁.
🪬 SHAMAN 🪬
