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I was sprawled on that cursed fucking sand, half-dead and dreaming of wet, twisted shit—pussy juice dripping like sacramental wine onto a tombstone. My cock throbbed against the towel, hard as a goddamn coffin nail, while my mind fucked phantom tits and ass in some velvet-lined nightmare. The waves? Oh, they weren’t just rippling, cunt—they were slapping the shore like a dominatrix’s palm on bare fucking flesh, each curl a perfect, cruel curve like a gothic whore’s spine arched in ecstasy.
Then—fuck me sideways—footsteps. Not human. Predatory. Slithering through the gloom like a knife through rotten silk. My eyes snapped open to her: a fucking succubus carved from shadows and moonlight, kneeling so close I could smell the damp cunt and grave-dirt perfume. Her tits threatened to spill from a corset stitched with cobwebs and dried blood.
She leaned in—lips like split pomegranates, breath like a freshly fucked crypt—and hissed:
“Gonna let me borrow that pillow, daddy? Or should I just ride your fucking cock while you choke on my tits?”
Her hand slid up my thigh—nails like blackened bone—and cupped the monstrous bulge straining against my shorts. Sand gritted between her teeth as she smiled. “Your dreams reek of me,” she purred, “I felt your dick twitch from three fucking graves away.”
The towel? Soaked. Not with seawater. With the thick, desperate old-cum of a man ready to bury himself balls-deep in hell’s own cunt. Her hips ground down—a slow, filthy circle—as she whispered: “Beg for it. Or I’ll carve my name into your cock
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