Red Riding W
Who hunted who?
With wicked words written of red, Across the room defeated, sated men spread. her mere presence cums like a chill in dead of night, His chest feels like it's taken a deep vicious claw swipe, With a ravenous voracious red lioness's bite It shoots through his soul, It fells Him to His knees-passion out of control, The witch coyly smiles as she presents herself- her seductive lust taking its toll. In the room, Tallying up th...