Without speaking, both knew what this meant; blood poisoning. Rosalie wanted to tell the incubus that he got what he wished for—but she wasn’t cr...el enough to say that. Instead she simply smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I know a plant that will be effective against this.” Her smile was strained and Raener could hear in her voice that she knew of no such plant. He averted his eyes and continued to breathe—for even breathing had become more difficult with every passing hour. His eyelids felt. He thought he’d never see her again. He was wrong. Rated NC-17. Adults only.***WARNING! ***This story is very erotic. It contains very graphic descriptions of fisting, oral sex, anal sex and rimming, along with elements of bondage and the use of sex toys. So pretty much all the freaky stuff you can think of. If dirty!bad!freaky!twisted!kinky!wrong!sex is not your thing, do not go any further. You have been warned. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxFANTASY GIRLLocation: The Hague in the. " Whispering this quietly, she could feel herself start to give into him and pushed her head up into the pillow moaning again. "NOOO...." Panting slightly, she tried to fight him off but couldn't as he smiled to her kissing her again then moving down her stomach and putting his face close to her pussy. Giving her one final smirk, Steve started lapping at her cunt, giving it a nice tongue bath as he plunged his tongue in and out of her. Blowing on her cunt, he felt her arch her back and cry out. There were less noticeable scars on the visible parts of her breasts and over her flat belly. He recognized these scars as burns, they were all different in size and so he guessed both cigarettes and cigars had done this to her. Some sick psycho had used Tessa as an ashtray. He tried to hide his disgusted reaction, because it had nothing to do with the way she looked. He didn’t want her to misunderstand. His eyes snapped up to hers and he knew that she was watching him. She looked frightened..