10-15-2017, 02:58 PM
karsi
The cat rises, stares. I expect flashing teeth and blood...always blood...
But...
It...He...sits back with glowing eyes that seem to burn my black skin. The animal yawns wide so I may see his stained teeth...I cannot help but count for a moment as a grin splits my dark lips as I am curious about this animal. I do not his the way I stare at him, wondering what little game this was, wondering how many ants I could burn with a magnifying glass.
I do not have a plan nor have I ever really. I have never needed a safety net nor would I truly ever deflect a sure death to Valhalla. But the cat offers nothing more than a full gut of fresh meat and a stupid boorish look upon its face. I wish I could feel the thrill of surprise but my heart will not let me feel anything more than the serrated tears by teeth upon the nape of my neck or the deep fucking I have received from the men I allow inside of me.
I think I may actually be truly fucked up.
"Whatcha doin'?" I ask with a rather flat tone (like always) but almost sing-song in nature. I rake a blue hoof back as I am growing comfortable, enjoying this moment with the feline.
But...
It...He...sits back with glowing eyes that seem to burn my black skin. The animal yawns wide so I may see his stained teeth...I cannot help but count for a moment as a grin splits my dark lips as I am curious about this animal. I do not his the way I stare at him, wondering what little game this was, wondering how many ants I could burn with a magnifying glass.
I do not have a plan nor have I ever really. I have never needed a safety net nor would I truly ever deflect a sure death to Valhalla. But the cat offers nothing more than a full gut of fresh meat and a stupid boorish look upon its face. I wish I could feel the thrill of surprise but my heart will not let me feel anything more than the serrated tears by teeth upon the nape of my neck or the deep fucking I have received from the men I allow inside of me.
I think I may actually be truly fucked up.
"Whatcha doin'?" I ask with a rather flat tone (like always) but almost sing-song in nature. I rake a blue hoof back as I am growing comfortable, enjoying this moment with the feline.
your hips on my jawline
ughhh she is such a bitch /facepalm/