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Omega
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In the dim light you can hardly see me but you feel my animalistic
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presence; my anger radiates out stronger than Hiroshima.
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Your naked body is taut and trembling. Your skin is hot and
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slippery from the sweat and heat of the room. I see your penis erect
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and hard. From the tip comes forth a single, pure drop of semen. Before
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it falls to the floor, I kneel down in front of you and lick it off with
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the tip of my tongue without touching you.
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I can sense the thrill running through your body. You are scared
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but unable to move as you know not what my next move will be and you are
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so vulnerable.
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Part of me wants to hold your entire penis in my mouth and suckle
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it like a baby on its mother's tit. I'd like to hear your noises of
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ecstasy, feel you muscles tighten as you come to orgasm, see you head
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fall back when the pleasure comes.
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The other part of me is not so kind.
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I stroke your thighs with my hands, feel your buttocks, your
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stomach. I run my tongue around the tip and along the top of your
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penis. I kiss your stomach, your sides, bite your nipples, caress your
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neck and ears with my tongue. Your hair is cold and wet to the touch.
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I run my hands over your head and pull your body close to mine.
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When our naked skin touches I feel your sex quiver and electric
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chills run freely. I want to lick your entire body up and down, feeling
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the grooves in your flesh and tasting the salt of your sweat.
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Instead, I push you to the floor and pounce on you, screaming like
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a wild banshee.
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You penetrate me immediately. It is so hard, so violent. The pain
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surges through my body, it hates your presence. But I take it all and
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ride you fast and furiously.
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You are so ecstatic that you hardly care that I'm ripping into your
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soft yielding flesh making it bleed.
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I stab your back and slice the muscles in you arms with my nails.
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I rip large chunks of flesh from your neck with my teeth.
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We make love madly, like wild dogs. The smell in the air is
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saturated with the scent of sweat, blood and our sex. It is a drugging,
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psychotic smell.
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At the height of your orgasm you are screaming from pain and
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pleasure. I slash your jugular with one final sweep and I come
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gloriously, glowingly.
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I stand up and drop your dead body to the floor and step away.
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Revelling in the wonderful pleasure emanating from between my legs I
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sink to the floor and into a pool of your coagulating blood.
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The blood is mixed with our sex, my life and your death. I lap it
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up like a cat, feeding on your essence. Then I retreat to a corner and
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begin to lick myself clean as your body starts to harden and decay.
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