She stood in a dress that made her look like sin, and it was fitting that her eyes drifted like smoke above her red lips. There is no Hell that is more enticing than her, drag me beneath the flames.
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
She stood in a dress that made her look like sin, and it was fitting that her eyes drifted like smoke above her red lips. There is no Hell that is more enticing than her, drag me beneath the flames.
