Shewolf N Lust

Suspended by cables from the ceiling He waits for unconsciousness Every wound dripping on the floor below Words can't escape his discarded tongue Over on the table are tools for torture Little does he know that he is not alone Full white bloody lab coat greets him Not explaining what she'll do next Licking her fingers, she takes the knife Undoing one clip, she licks her lips Sensual breaths can be heard Tracing her fingers on his chest, is ShewolfNLust