That woman at the bar...you should have known she was trouble. Wearing a vinyl catsuit out on a Thursday night? And those fuck-me boots? And those come-hither eyes? You were a deadman walking, the moment you saw her. Abandon all Hope, Ye Who Enter Here should have been tattooed above her pussy, instead of the Lucky You she revealed to you later...after she brought you back to her place, the dark basement apartment where she dwells...after she kissed your neck, bit into it!

"Sorry," she says, "sometimes I get so carried away!" but again, she nibbles. You feel the warm trickle as her... Show more