Is The Slit-mouthed Woman Real Novels & Stories

The phantom-beast jaws ripped open to issue a roar of pain before shooting a cannon of poison acid. Luckily, a giant wall of honeycombs blocked the poison, thanks to the mysterious cloaked woman standing protectively in front of Maria and Luna. 'Just who is this mysterious woman?' Maria was curious about the woman's real identity but was cut away from her thoughts by the flow of beautiful laughter that erupted from Cordelia.

Adrian said back as he pulled me closer when several statues of naked women appeared. "What the hell?" I said out loud. The white marble glowed an unnatural white, and their bodies were polished and smooth like no human body I knew. Their nipples stood oud, and none of them wore anything to conceal their private parts. "It's not just men who commit horrid crimes. Also... Some of them were Sammi's.... Ehm..." "Blood whores." I finished for him. "Perhaps you'll join these soon." I heard Shea say. My attention was immediately snapped to the woman in front of me. "Says the slave." I retorted sharply. Shea turned around to me, avoiding my eyes, but her hands balled to fists.

I was taken from an angle that made me unable see her face very well, but she looked familiar. The first was a slutty image of the woman with a dick in her mouth. The owner's face wasn't shown, but I didn't need any soothsayer to tell me it was Williams. I had seen his body naked several times, and I could recognize him with or without a head. I quickly closed it, my pulse quickening and my heart raced faster. With a trembling hand, I opened the second. It was the same lady riding him, and only her face showed as well, but it was blurred.

But as they turned, the illusion shattered. It wasn’t a man. It was a woman. Homeless, maybe, or just choosing to wear the filth of the streets like armour. Her skin was ashen, lips cracked, but her eyes… they were wrong. Hollow and too wide. Too aware. Then she grinned at me—a crooked, terrible smile. Her teeth were blackened, some missing entirely, jagged edges catching the sunlight like broken shards of bone. It was the kind of smile that should never exist on a human face.

she shouted to herself as she stared at the woman's narrow lips. Coreen gasped, and her eyes widened as the woman effortlessly inserted the weapon as big as her arm inside her mouth. "Seriously? Can she put suck her own arm too?" she asked herself as she watched the video. She studied and observed what the woman was doing. Every movement of her hands, where they held him, how he squeezed the manhood into her mouth "Okay, I can do this." She blew out the air and put down the cell phone before taking out the cucumber and condoms.

I murmur. “Sloane Hartwell, you are not a stupid woman. So explain to me why it is that the stupid people in this world speak louder in your head than those of us who are intelligent and tell you what an amazing woman you are!” she growls. I smile. “Do you remember that movie that Scarlet loves, Pretty Woman?” I ask. “Yeah?” she says, frowning.

"Tell me again what happened to you just now, I'll make a decision for you." I don't know why, but the woman, while looking at Zoey, instinctively felt that her smile, although present, was particularly terrifying. The woman spoke nervously about what had happened, and Zoey nodded, "You finished talking?" "Spoke, spoke finished." "Is it completely true?" "Yes." Zoey nodded lightly and pointed her finger towards the corner of the wall, "Open your titanium alloy dog eyes wide and take a good look at what's there." The woman looked into the past, but she couldn't see anything clearly.

The elderly women screamed in shock as Lisa clutched her belly, crying out, "My stomach! It hurts so much!" Camilla grabbed me, refusing to let go. "You're not going anywhere! This is all your fault!" "Stop making baseless accusations!" I snapped. Just then, my friend arrived. "I saw everything from a distance. You deliberately ran into her! I have it on video, and the supermarket has surveillance cameras, too!"

a woman snorted from the man snake’s lap “I’m planning on having many more after this. Chinese will not be my bloody last meal.” Flame looked at the woman resting her head against the snake’s chest while he cradled her in his arms. Her light pink hair was spiked into a mohawk, which brushed against his red cheek. The sides were shaven short and decorated with sharp swirls. Her right ear was pierced along the length of it, while her left remained untouched. Her light skin was only covered by a dark red top that barely came underneath her breasts. Her black denim shorts were ripped and frayed at the ends, ending just below her buttocks. I could see part of her black G-string poking out; the ma

Even if he already watched this movie, he still can’t help but feel scared because of Reyan’s storytelling. “The noise didn’t stop. Instead, as time pass, it became louder.” Reyan continued. “The woman, because she is pregnant, became a light-sleeper.” He said. “With the loud rustling sound, she was roused from her sleep. She slowly opened her eyes, and – “ he spoke. Iero nervously gulped. Meanwhile, Hierro held his breath. “’and’?” Aria clutched the quilt tight. “And, the pregnant woman saw a long, red, rope-like tongue descending from a hole in the roof.” Reyan answered.