The Lust Within

Alone at the bar she becomes a wolf for someone to devour to stop her wild desire for his flesh. Her loins moist and on fire as she sees her prey approach her from afar. Her boosoms harden as he walks the skirt barely on her thigh as she feel surges within . Her eyes follow the prey like a wild cat on the plains. Her heart beat quickens as her loins moisten for him. Ohh how to devour her prey all in one lunge upon him or to take alone to savor all his morsals in her den. She dances one dance with her prey on the floor nails dig into his flesh as they dance in a trance. She bids this prey to her den which he obliges not knowing desire.