CUM Drunk Dracula.

CUM Drunk Dracula.

What is Halloween without a cum drunk Dracula? I mean, HELLOOOO! So, let’s get this party started people! LOL. I sent out my invitations for my annual fair la fête of blood-fest. But, there’s a new man in town that everyone wants at their event. Of course, I WILL have him at mine! He called himself DiMitrus. And the way he speaks… Oh, my. Furthermore, I am a woman who lives on the edge. And the stories he weaves are not for the faint of heart. His words ignite a flaming spark within me. Also, he wants to take hostage emotionally all who enter through these doors tonight. The air hung with an unspoken promise of unbelievable pain and pleasure.

So, the first thing that sparks a cum drunk Dracula is the blood-letting. This sharp yet searing sensation of things I have never felt before. A feeling of euphoria of eXXXcitement and fear. Tonight we would share the erotic melody of all the things that bind us together. It’s time for a release of possessions that both terrify and comfort me. Talk about tasting the forbidden fruit that can’t be denied. He is of the sort one might eXXXpect but, no long or flashing robe, or long fingernails. He was just… smooth. I only know I want more. I crave what he offers; the pull of him and his big dick. He speaks to every fiber of my being.

Did You Ever Imagine A Cum Drunk Dracula?

But, beware. The next knock at my door will be my lover, a cum drunk Dracula. All else slows to nearly stopping and all I can hear is the throbbing of his dick. What? You thought I would say his heart? Haha. He has no heart. Moreover, he holds where it used to beat only fierce unquenchable need. My hand sensed him beyond the door as I reach for the knob. His eyes were as deep as lipid pools of historical knowledge that left the viewers quaking in a lustful fear that draws you in with a desire that cannot be challenged. I drop to my knees and slurp, lick, and have an insatiable need to take into my body. A moment of sublime ecstasy.

So, my guests race to the door to see a cum drunk Dracula that prompts this reaction from me. But, what follows is a rush of lust and my comfort zone has been irreparably altered. However, within seconds, there was a rush of bodies, the door wide open for my neighbors to view. Despite the fear of discovery, an unnatural primal orgy ensued as we all became one with Dimitri a strange sort of carnival ringleader. His mere touch prompts moans of longing so deep it almost emits a different kind of pain. We all hunger for his touch and the taste of his tongue swirling over our skin. He sends shivers down the spine. Talk about working hard from home! Yum.

Enter The Cum Drunk Dracula!

Then, my cum drunk Dracula made entry into my home ad with a flourish, commanded the room; and sparked a sloppy wet orgy filled with throat and ass-plunging, pussy filling, and gagging throats. Though I noticed the front door standing wide open, I didn’t care; as all I could see was my beautiful lover commanding all as if in a dance of desire which could not be quenched. A shared madness that consumed all in its wake. Of course, I notice the blood-letting debauchery, I care not. But we all need this specter of desire. He knows our deepest yearnings. He delivers what we need.

Could YOU be in want of it too? Well, wait no longer. Consider this your shameless invitation to a night of sexual mayhem. So, cum in search of some hot erotic roleplay phone sex. Call me and let’s lose ourselves in the spirit of the season. Be my cum drunk Dracula!

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