Secrets in the Carnival’s Shadow: Part Two – Devoured by the Carnival’s Lust
We were lost in the carnival’s lust… and I think something else wanted a piece of us. She passed again, slow and bold, Booty bouncing, stories to be told. That body fit, yet soft with curve, Built to tempt and twist your nerve. Her abs were tight, her waist was slim, Those legs could straddle, choke, or win. A round ass firm and sweetly thick, Each step she took, it made me sick. Her perky tits, no bra in sight, They swayed like sin beneath the light. She wore that smirk like painted sin, And every eye got...
