Chapter Four
Houses Of The Unholy
There is flesh here; a pink kaleidoscope of heaving temptation that has the juices gathering in my mouth. The heat is in me and musters behind my eyes like a crimson cloud of desire that almost sees me swooning. I could have any or all of it and I have to concentrate to stop the greed taking me over. They are putting it on show and I want it. I want to gorge on that which I have only ever known in fantasy before: soft t**s and velvet, dripping p*****s. The flirting is as obvious as the dresses are tight and revealing, with alcohol only fuelling the fire. I want my nails in these lusty bitches. Imagine those curves at your disposal. Imagine how I looked to Madam Destiny, bent over her table with my full bare derrière at her mercy. Think of all she could h
