Happy Halloween, my little horndog. It's time for you to pay tribute to your gothic goddess, to worship this temple of curves and curls. I want you on your knees, now. Crawl to me, grovel before me, show me the reverence you hold for my divine body. Bury your face in my between my legs, inhale the musky scent of my essence. Taste the salt of my skin, let it dance on your tongue. Run your nose along the course hairs, feel them tickle your cheeks, your chin, your lips. Breathe me in deeply, let the heady aroma fill your lungs, cloud your mind with lust. As you lick and lave, stroke yourself. I command you to bring yourself to the edge of climax, to climb the peak of pleasure. I want you to explode in rapture, to paint the floor with your worship, your love, your desperation. Cum for me!