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Dark Fantasiese seductress Naomi

Dark Fantasies

I have a stalker who has a thing for dark fantasies. It started off so plain and simple when I first felt his stare on my ass at a concert. But, then I began seeing him everywhere. At my local coffee shop, the library, and even my place of work! He has dark eyes that are nearly black with matching hair. He’s pretty buff. Probably nothing but steel under his skin-tight shirts. I knew it was him when I saw the flower lily on my porch. I assumed it was him when I woke up to the sound of my front door closing. I felt his presence outside of my window before I even turned to see him. I could lily after lily in my home when I woke up, came back from work, even while I was just upstairs awake and aware. I can’t help but be turned on by the fear. My pussy drips at the sight of every flower. I whimper with need when I see him outside in the moonlight. I feel rage build up when I see him one night. Does this jerk think he can scare me in my own home? I grab a knife from my kitchen and run out onto the porch only to be met with his chest to my face. I was too slow. I didn’t even have time to swing the knife when he pinned me to the wall and demanded my mouth with his. His tongue slipped past my teeth and he kissed me as if I have never felt it before. I fought as hard as I could but he was too big and hard like the cock pressing against my thigh. I felt the tug and heard the ripping of my shirt as my tits fell out of it. He was claiming me as his tonight!


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