Snake In The Grass

The daemon stared at the black male with a horrible smirk. She slowly sat down onto her haunches and rolled her shoulders. He spoke to her. His words rolling from the pink tongue with ease. It was lovely, horribly lovely. The woman grinned gently as she ran through the lovely possibilities. Who would serve the man? Ava? Gretel? Herself? She tilted her head and stared at the man without care. "Oh darling I do love the proposition." Canttina let the worlds fill the air with ease. "I have many girlies in mind. Avalon is a lovely young woman, she is a slave of mine. She would be of access to you at all times if you wish. She is located within my homes depths." She offered, lust radiated from her. It took control. The bitch got up and grinned. She limped closer to him, "I am also here whenever you want variety. I have never been fucked by a feline." She licked her lips and winked.