It was a bog filled night, a man walked through deep mud and his sinking feeling as he crawled on. His heart lay shivering, his clothes wet and clinging like striging hands.

He nearly felt his breathing time just leave him, with every grueling step through this forest of inky-black black.

A light.

There lay an array of lighting in the length, '-windows'the man saw. He dashed onwards, cimbing atop scandal and sticks, as his heart rose to the doorstep.

On the room access lay a large halo, so shivering his centre and mitt, he clutched it, giving three ten-strike to the doorway. He sat, wondering is truly person sat at menage, or if they wanted the human race to guess that, leaving their house with the luminosity on merely to trick.

Soon footstep fell one by one, slowly making it 's way to the door. With his hard liquor cheering on, he waited for the threshold, it opening with a haunting creek.

There lay no person behind the door.

Heart spun around, his physical structure wished to fly, but with his eyes he hungered the warm up open fireplace within, the beautiful piece of furniture that sat, begging to give comfort.

With a gulp he stepped inside, door slowly creaking closed his entrance behind him, he knew he was n't leaving.

So he looked around, the house neatly kept, the beautiful crackle of the fervidness place, the entire mise en scene set him at an rest he long forgotten.

He knew not to be raw, with a shivering shout he said `` thank you for having me, you certainly helped sustain me quick ! ``

He got no reaction, but something felt in good order by doing it.

He then looked at the ember and blaze, it calling to him. He approached it, nearly sitting down on the furniture on instinct, but something felt off.

He only need one look at himself to see he was pestiferous and stained, he would only muddy the beautiful furniture. It did n't weigh whether it be magic or happenstance, he was n't going to ruin furniture without knowing who was here.

So he sat on his stifle, hands by the growing orange glow as a suspiration escaped him.

Then hands went across his abs, gripping and dragging him swiftly to this beautiful musical composition of furniture and sitting him promptly. He sat bewildered, and somewhat unsurprised that then his boots flew off and floated away out of his sight.

He watched the flame, once again nearly out of breath. 'What was going on ? Who lay in this theater that could do this ?'

A hand lay on his shoulder from behind

'' Why it would be me costly ''

His school principal slowly turned, a beautiful set of red optic lay upon him, with flowing Brown hair. `` You must give birth gone through alot, have n't you ? '' The man sat amazed, soon losing his fear in this womanhood eyes.

'' I have, I went through this large bog and found your home. I certainly do n't do it how I ended up here, all I knew was that I was drinking at this exotic tavern and- ''

The hand held a finger to his rim `` it 's all behind you, you 're here now and can stay slowly. '' The man nodded, watching her walk around and sit right by his side, watching the fire.

'' Its beautiful, is n't it ? '' The man quickly answered `` the bright Orange River glow, with a warmheartedness so little could leave to us '' the woman sat off, not expecting the answer.

'' right hand, anything else that comes to mind ? '' She leans into him, revealing more of her top `` well I suppose it depends on what you mean. ``

The woman internally pouts, again, not quite the response she was looking for. She then leaned back, swiftly standing up and walking towards the fire, bending over and adding more wood.

'' So what sites have you seen as of later ? I am odd what a Pres Young man of your caliber has seen. '' The man 's eyes looked towards the ceiling, soon opening in realisation. `` There was this beautiful falls I have come across as me and my Ilex paraguariensis were travelling to the tap house I told you of, a muckle to see to be indisputable. It poured down so gracefully and yet with such strength- ''

She felt her hands nearly crock up the Natalie Wood in half, she forcefully tossed it into the blaze fervency and perked up with an idea `` -actually, would you give care to help me chop onions ? I was thinking of preparing a repast. ``

She fluttered her eyes, the man standing up `` of course ! '' They moved to the kitchen where the woman grabbed a tongue, slowly cutting into an Allium cepa. The man was able-bodied to get a sound look at her, she was older than himself, for sure, despite this she held a beauty that he 'd never sense before, but he could n't tell what it was.

A few pieces of onion dropped to the trading floor `` oh clumsy me, could you get along over and cut these ? '' She held the knife behind her, giving him a facial expression of luxuria to maybe come from behind.

'' Right '' he grabs the knife and moves over to her right, grabbing the onion and expertly cutting it to lowly bits as a growling rose in her chest.

He turned back to her `` so what were you hoping to prepare- '' `` why wo n't you just do it ? '' he stood with the knife in his hands `` wha- ? '' `` Why wo n't you just take advantage of me ? ``

'' Why would I do that ? '' She felt herself cry out, her fang baring themselves `` SO I CAN kill YOU, you 're supposed to be scum, all men are scum, so why wo n't you try and do anything ? ! Is it to just excruciate me ? Is it because you wan na see me cry ? ``

Tears began welling in her eyes, furor filling her clenched fist. Without any wavering, the man gives her a response `` because no matter what woman I meet, I want to treat every as a queen. I would never concern you like that, unless I knew it was reciprocal. ``

She cried out, nearly the entire sign flexing and shrieking with her. Her unnatural swiftness led her to fly up the stair, her room access thudding with a boom that could be heard for miles.

He felt rooted, his concern trying to beg him not to go, however his heart told him to discipline this improper, its what she needs. So soon he walked up the steps, seeing the break door. He sat alongside it, hearing her sob and cry.

'' You do n't merit that kind of intervention '' he gave `` I 'm a monster ! Ca n't you see that damnit ? ! '' he sighed `` it still does n't think you should cause been given that, no woman ever should. ``

Her shit quieted, step approaching the room access as he heard a slideway down it. `` Why do you care ? I 'm just some sorry wench that got taken advantage of. A monster. ``

'' It does n't change it, monster, human, animal, you should be treated with the respect you deserve, you gave that Saame courtesy to me. '' She began to cry again `` how do you do that ? How can you just say that to somebody whose murdered men, because she 's obsessed with seeing their frightened expressions as I take the very joy from them the he took from me that Night ? ``

She realized that she spoke too much, his eyes now wide. `` You should n't have had that taken, if I could, I would throw you the entire world on a platter. ``

'' Why ? Why leave me that courtesy ? '' `` Because you 're a beautiful woman who needs it, with oculus that could hold open me happy until the human race collapses '' her heart grew wider as he went on.

'' You let me into your abidance, allowed me to sit on beautiful tapis that I would bemire, allowed me the eat into grace to seat before beautiful flame.. and let me be in your presence ''

Her breath had been taken `` you allowed me to stare at your ruby vena portae that allowed me to peer deep within you, to realize your pain in the neck and anger. ``

He sat quiet, soon a long string of tension bent between them. The door opened, his headspring guided into her manpower, her lips dove ; soon they sat matched, eyes closed as they felt their mortal ignite.

She rose him up, standing with him against her as they locked another kiss, her paw clawing and pushing him against her. He quickly let his helping hand roam too, a bridge player squeezing her titty while another hug her close.

His hips rose and lowered frantically, grinding against her waving hips as they knew the fire would only spread.

She used her fang and nipper to snap away his shirt, tossing it to the side as she began to moan and take a breath onto his bare shoulder joint. Her script firmly grasped at his jut, the other placed on his dresser as they stood entwined.

His hands roamed and soon found their way to her white meat, her growling throat letting out a deeply moan as he prodded and tugged.

She tore away her blouse, shoving the bare tit in his cheek to consume. He followed her confidential information, taking it in his sass and began abusing the tit. Cry after cry, she let out, grasping his shaft, awaiting for it to be pushed inside her.

Soon her forbearance ran dry, with a push he was thrown on the bed, her body prowling as she crawled over him. Tearing down his drawers, she quickly took in this throbbing flesh in her maw, leaving the man paralyzed as he felt her clapper depredation the tip.

Soon his entire length bobbed in and out of her throat, his hired hand grasping her heading and encouraging her to go faster and thick. The two of them cried out and howled like Hugo Wolf, as no one would get wind their cries this night.

She parted the soak cock, her tits grazing it as she crawled mellow, tearing another osculation out of him yet. `` Now take me '' she grasped his cock and rammed it deep within herself, soon oozing onto him her sweet juices.

He too growled as she furiously used his tool to the limitation, bouncing atop it, screaming in joy and pleasure as he filled her depths. Soon he filled it with something other than his cock, hot liquid pouring into her body, but she was n't done.

She dismounted, letting the cum stream down his cock.

She spun around, lapping at the creamy concoction and sucking away at the unvoiced member still. Soon she felt hands clasp and toy with her rear, fingers digging deep into her.

A natural language soon followed, the man hungrily lapping and sucking at her quavering hole. `` Y-yes, oh gods yes '' she panted, feeling her total consistence quake.

He tempted her oraface in such an enticing way, one she long forgotten. She turned back around, picking him up in her embrace as she got off the bed.

She stood him up as she let him down, laying her breast on the bedside, looking at him with a pure thing of want. `` postulate me, I want to be wanted again. ``

So he did, ramming his wily fellow member deep inside her, planting inside her asshole with a cry from both of them. She whimpered, so he stayed wearisome, soon building up speed as her rallying cry turned more and more into pleasure.

Soon he was pounding her derriere, her groan making the theatre shake before them. `` Fuck.. please do it, satiate me again '' `` I will, I 'll sate you a hundred more if you ask me '' he groaned and growled ready to let himself go.

Soon he howled out again, a bang-up shipment plowing into here rise as she could n't help but moan. Soon the cum leaked down their legs onto the floor.

He pulled out and she then turned around, the man once again planting himself inside her pussy with another few heart, her sassing planting onto his.

Their battle cry filled the night.

Soon the morning sun rose, the succuba opening her oculus to remember what had happened the night before. `` Your centre are telling beloved '' the young man said, placing his hand on hers. `` So what now ? '' She said `` you 've gotten all of what you wanted out of me, right ? ``

He shook his head, taking his mouth to hers. `` You arent to be used, you are going to be praised. ''