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

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

A light.

There lay an array of lights in the aloofness, '-windows'the man saw. He dashed onwards, cimbing atop soil and sticks, as his spirit rose to the doorstep.

On the door lay a heavy ring, so shivering his heart and hands, he clutched it, giving three smasher to the door. He sat, wondering is truly someone sat at home plate, or if they wanted the world to think that, leaving their theatre with the brightness on merely to trick.

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

There lay no person behind the door.

Heart spun around, his body wished to flee, but with his centre he hungered the quick fireplace within, the beautiful piece of furniture that sat, begging to give comfort.

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

So he looked around, the house neatly kept, the beautiful crackling of the fire place, the entire stage setting set him at an repose he long forgotten.

He knew not to be bounderish, with a shivering vociferation he said `` thank you for having me, you certainly helped keep me warm ! ``

He got no response, but something felt right by doing it.

He then looked at the coal 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 dirty and stained, he would only muddy the beautiful furniture. It did n't matter whether it be deception or coincidence, he was n't going to smash furniture without knowing who was here.

So he sat on his articulatio genus, paw by the growing orange gleam as a sigh escaped him.

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

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

A hand lay on his shoulder from behind

'' Why it would be me dearly ''

His head slowly turned, a beautiful set of red oculus lay upon him, with flowing Robert Brown tomentum. `` You must have gone through alot, have n't you ? '' The man sat amazed, soon losing his fear in this womans eyes.

'' I have, I went through this declamatory bog and launch your home. I certainly do n't have sex how I ended up here, all I knew was that I was drinking at this alien tavern and- ''

The hand held a finger's breadth to his lips `` it 's all behind you, you 're here now and can rest tardily. '' The man nodded, watching her walk of life around and sit right by his side of meat, watching the fire.

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

'' right hand, anything else that comes to take care ? '' 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 reception 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 lately ? I am curious what a young man of your caliber has seen. '' The man 's eyes looked towards the ceiling, soon opening in realization. `` There was this beautiful waterfall I have come across as me and my Ilex paraguariensis were travelling to the tavern I told you of, a sight to see to be for sure. It poured down so gracefully and yet with such strength- ''

She felt her hands nearly crack up the Wood in one-half, she forcefully tossed it into the blazing fire and perked up with an melodic theme `` -actually, would you deal to help me chop onions ? I was thinking of preparing a meal. ``

She fluttered her eye, the man standing up `` of course ! '' They moved to the kitchen where the char grabbed a knife, slowly cutting into an onion. The man was able to get a better look at her, she was older than himself, for sure, despite this she held a beauty that he 'd never matte before, but he could n't tell apart what it was.

A few while of onion dropped to the floor `` oh clumsy me, could you come over and cut these ? '' She held the knife behind her, giving him a flavor of lust to maybe fall from behind.

'' Right '' he grabs the knife and motility over to her right, grabbing the onion plant and expertly cutting it to little snatch as a growl 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 tongue 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 fangs baring themselves `` SO I CAN killing 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 torture me ? Is it because you wan na see me cry ? ``

crying began welling in her heart, furor filling her fists. Without any hesitation, the man gives her a reply `` because no matter what cleaning woman I meet, I want to treat every as a fag. I would never touch you like that, unless I knew it was mutual. ``

She cried out, nearly the total house flexing and shrieking with her. Her unnatural speed led her to fly up the stairs, her door thudding with a manna from heaven that could be heard for miles.

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

'' You do n't deserve that sort of treatment '' he gave `` I 'm a teras ! Ca n't you see that damnit ? ! '' he sighed `` it still does n't think of you should have been given that, no char ever should. ``

Her sobs quieted, footfall approaching the threshold as he heard a slide down it. `` Why do you wish ? I 'm just some distressing wench that got taken advantage of. A behemoth. ``

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

She realized that she spoke too very much, his oculus now all-embracing. `` You should n't take in had that taken, if I could, I would give you the entire world on a phonograph recording. ``

'' Why ? Why leave me that courtesy ? '' `` Because you 're a beautiful womanhood who needs it, with optic that could keep me happy until the globe collapses '' her eyes grew wider as he went on.

'' You let me into your mansion, allowed me to sit on beautiful tapestry that I would soil, allowed me the fret good will to sit down before beautiful flame.. and let me be in your presence ''

Her breather had been taken `` you allowed me to stare at your ruby portals that allowed me to peer deep within you, to empathize your nuisance and anger. ``

He sat quiet, soon a retentive string of tension bent between them. The door opened, his head guided into her hands, her back talk dove ; soon they sat matched, heart closed as they felt their souls ignite.

She rose him up, standing with him against her as they locked another kiss, her deal clawing and pushing him against her. He quickly let his hands roam too, a paw squeezing her bosom 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 fangs and claws to tear away his shirt, tossing it to the incline as she began to moan and breathe onto his bare shoulder. Her hand firmly grasped at his bulge, the other placed on his chest as they stood entwined.

His hands roamed and soon found their way to her breasts, her growling pharynx letting out a inscrutable moan as he prodded and tugged.

She tore away her blouse, shoving the bare tit in his face to bring. He followed her lead, taking it in his mouth and began abusing the nipple. Cry after cry, she let out, grasping his prick, awaiting for it to be pushed inside her.

Soon her patience ran dry, with a pushing he was thrown on the bed, her body prowling as she crawled over him. Tearing down his bloomers, she quickly took in this throbbing flesh in her maw, leaving the man paralyzed as he felt her glossa ravage the tip.

Soon his full length bobbed in and out of her throat, his deal grasping her top dog and encouraging her to go faster and mysterious. The two of them cried out and howled like masher, as no one would hear their rallying cry this night.

She parted the soak cock, her mamilla grazing it as she crawled higher, tearing another candy kiss out of him yet. `` Now take me '' she grasped his rooster and rammed it deep within herself, soon oozing onto him her sweetness juices.

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

She dismounted, letting the cum stream down his cock.

She spun around, lapping at the creamy intermixture and sucking away at the operose member still. Soon she felt deal grasp and toy with her posterior, finger digging deep into her.

A tongue soon followed, the man hungrily lapping and sucking at her quavering hollow. `` Y-yes, oh deity yes '' she panted, feeling her entire body 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 chest on the bedside, looking at him with a pure thing of want. `` Take me, I want to be wanted again. ``

So he did, ramming his slick magazine extremity cryptical inside her, planting inside her asshole with a cry from both of them. She whimpered, so he stayed sluggish, soon building up hurrying as her vociferation turned more and more into pleasure.

Soon he was pounding her rear, her moan making the house tremble before them. `` Fuck.. please do it, fill me again '' `` I will, I 'll fill you a hundred more if you ask me '' he groaned and growled ready to let himself go.

Soon he howled out again, a keen load plowing into here rear as she could n't aid but groan. Soon the cum leaked down their wooden leg 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 back talk planting onto his.

Their rallying cry filled the night.

Soon the morning sun rose, the succuba opening her eyes to remember what had happened the night before. `` Your eyes are telling honey '' the young man said, placing his helping 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. ''