2 Stories, 25 Followers, 0 Following
She walks through the valley of the dead, Her clothes torn, Her skin blood red. She carried behind her a soul filled with death. Darkness seeped in the air with every step, with every breath. ~..Juliet am I your love? For I long to be your death..~
Location: Ontario, Canada
Member since: 22 Years Ago
Updated: A Long Time Ago
Stories: 2
Followers: 25
Fetishes: Bondage, Domination, Slave and Master! and somtimes that mushy romance stuff.. oh yeah and Vampires..gotta love the vampires =)
All contents © Copyright 1996-2023. Literotica is a registered trademark.
Desktop versionT.O.S.PrivacyReport a ProblemSupport
Version 1.0.2+795cd7d.adb84bd
We are testing a new version of this page. It was made in 88 milliseconds