Between her legs, the blood covered whore embraces to sip from the vein pulsing hard in the night like wings of shadow can she hear it blackened beast colored fur, talons to walk upon night brings a cloak of flight she drinks from her wound, fresh blood of the moon biting deep in her veins, drinking in pure ecstasy obsession soon follows Between her legs, now she is aroused by a forked tongueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
