Looking back, the torrential rains were heaven’s tears foreshadowing losing another soul.
My sheltered life made me vulnerable… ripe for plucking.The gloomy, ominous house beckoned as if a sanctuary. Icy hands provided me succor. I saw solace in crimson eyes. Fangs unnoticed.
As if I was a feather, he lifted me into the air. Impaled me. Fucked me til my pussy molded around his cock. Bound us forever. As pleasure ravaged my body, I barely felt the puncture on my neck.
To this day, I crave his throbbing cock. However, I crave the throbbing vein in your mortal neck more.
