Praying Mantis

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Hairs prickled on her neck at the siren below, her heart racing as her gyrations slowed. The breathless man beneath her opened his eyes but failed to catch hers. She pinned him with a rough palm across his mouth until the noise passed. 

“Praying Mantis” they had dubbed her. The publicity made for a challenge, but added to the depraved thrill. 

Her arousal heightened on seeing a fleck of blood on the hand that gagged him and she felt him throb inside her. With a maniacal glint in her eye, she rode the hapless idiot to his macabre climax.

Published 4 years ago

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