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By Peccy Date: 2008 Sep 30 Comment on this Work [[2008.09.30.18.33.2008]] |
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(If this is too raw, I can tone it down a bit maybe) On a frigid October night, The outside is cold and wet. Giggling is heard inside a house, This would be a Halloween not to forget. Toilet paper is strewn for miles in trees, The outdoors holds a chill. A night to remember, actions were craved, And none were against their will. A single candle lights the room, Through the air creeps a slight breeze. The candle flickers, but looking down We see a woman on her knees. The door creaks, more light pours slowly a black cat glides in, She stops, looks at me with loving eyes Saliva drips from her chin. He looks at her with greedy eyes, Oblivious to the cat and door. He thrust his member down her throat, Tonight she is his whore. She chokes a bit from the thrust, Her expression is one of surprise. She regain her senses gets back in the rhythm, Wetness seeps from her thighs. Never before had she sucked so hard, Never had he had it so good, Pressure start to build, his toes curl up, But still he wondered if he should. Like she read his mind and knew his want, She removed her mouth and began to jerk. The pleasure was to much for him, He grabbed her hair as he began to spurt. Sperm exploded onto her cheeks, As she came herself and continued to milk It dripped from her face onto her breasts. Leaving a trail of steaming hot silk. He looked deep in her eyes, he knew he loved. She stared in his and felt the same. He embraced and kissed her sperm and all, After all, it was part of the Halloween game. |