girl talk

Sinister lips twitched into a smug smile at the other woman's reasoning and she fell into a full on chuckle, following her dearest friend melodious tones. Perverts with angelic faces, both of them. Strong heathens chiseled by fire and here they were, womanly and..open. I reckon I can do better than him. hony tones wraped in smug and acute joy. Perhaps even some mocking on the part of their High Lord but all in good fun. After all, she did posses both sexes, both genitalias and both functioning to a degree. Ah, of course the ivory queen would be just as curious as the babe was, after all, they were borth sultry and vampiric beings, sensual monstrosities. The cinnamon Goddess like the think that she knew the devil himself. And in some form or fashion she did. She was a very devout lady, and her loyalty was something to be prized. I planted the spider webs within his mind and made him work for it. She finished with a wicked shrug. Amusament filled gaze locked on the ashen woman. While, I am Hell's finest - it's poetry is carved in my very flesh. It is silly to assume that you can walk up to the finest and just get what you seek. You must earn it, you must deserve it. Tone was condescending and she once again let a cruel smirk grace her heavenly lips and her divine hips shifted. Sensuality, sexuality was emitting from the babe pores, every single movement screaming allurement and sophistication. And deserve he did. another fit of chuckles arose from the bottom of her throat at the memory of their mind games and then the desperate act of her heat. Well endowed, dare I say. a wink was sent into the other direction as she straightened herself in order to show her the size using her teacups paws. Huge.



When you walk that walk.
And you talk that talk.