Her Intents

Slow was her intent and naive was his decision. Blinded by her deception, he found himself entangled in her web of destruction. Sexed beyond his imaginable thoughts, he found himself unable to resist what that mouth had to give. Unblinded in fact he was, yet her talent concealed his vision and he gave all possessions unto her. Not even Adam could restrain himself from losing paradise. So what strength would he have to not drive every curve of her? There was no good that could come of it, yet his body craved to be inside her as she dripped her poisonous juices upon his erectile disfunction. In his mind, he was the shit! In her mind, he was the fool. Yet she smiled and delighted him with words that sang like Fantasia in church. He'd continue his path of destruction until all was drained from him. She in turn would eventually spit him out to return broken, lost and changed.