she threw a spell on me.

lucinda neptune and her exotic shark blue eyes stimulated every last erotic, animalistic, and carnal desire in me. one gaze at her, and that voluptuous, lickerish body she pheromoned was all it took...if that.

she wore hot pornographic purple like she invented it, vitalizing every last human near with orgasmic infactuation, and fleshy energy. lucinda was a lust siren without ever knowing it. sexuality just naturally licked a smile in her every move.

her raw, spicy sensuality was despised by most women...yet a few of them felt steamy arousal near their reproductive, obscene zones of the mind.

exciting an accent i wasn't even sure was human...her words perked like a slow-motion dream.

the romance of her walk flowed in contrast to the unusual passion of her suggestive, primitive- earthy, perverted-looking dance. all of this pleasureness, she was obliviated to..it was just lucinda being lucinda...who threw a spell on me.

like a slow-motion dream.