I may look sweet and innocent, but I promise you I am not. The things I do to get off would probably churn your stomach. I can tell you all about the first man I lured into my home. Oh, he was so sweet. I still remember the surprised look in his eyes when I did it to him. Oh, he begged me not to. He promised me money and lavish gifts. I didn’t want any of that. I wanted to hear his screams. I wanted to drink them in and let them fuel my next orgasm. This was the only way I could get off. Sex was never enough. I needed something darker and more sinister to get my pussy off.
Until that night I never knew what it was. Sure, sex was amazing, but nothing was as good as watching the light leave their eyes. Hearing them scream and never stopping just laughing and moaning as you reached your climax. I didn’t even have to touch myself to get off. Oh, and what I did next really sealed the deal. i. made the best tasting meal I ever had. I gave the bones to my furry friend and he’s just another person who disappeared in this big city.