I saw him staring from the start—
the lust, the twitch, the pounding heart.
His mind screamed things he’d never say…
but I hear thoughts when prey looks my way.

I followed slow, behind the blur,
his steps grew weak, his breath unsure.
He craved a scent not yet revealed,
so I let black lace slip and peel.

I dropped it like a wicked sin,
right where he’d look—then reeled him in.

From that soft drop, she tagged along—
a shadow trailing, quiet but strong.
I felt her near the tent’s thin skin…
and hoped she’d watch me pull him in.

He pressed it close, his eyes gone wide—
I felt his pulse swell deep inside.
He licked the crotch, still soaking wet,
and that was all I needed yet.

His need was loud. His soul laid bare.
I whispered sex into the air.
He turned, like fate had gripped his spine,
and followed me beneath the sign.

I led him past the flashing rides,
into the hush where silence hides.
Each flicker dimmed, each noise went mute,
until the only sound was truth.

He kissed my thighs and bit the lace,
his hunger thrummed in every place.
He begged. I grinned. He begged once more—
then shoved me naked to the floor.

His grip was rough, my wrists held tight,
his breath was wild, his eyes alight.
He choked me slow—I cried, I moaned—
he fucked me like I’d never known.

He made me gasp, he made me plead,
he fed me every filthy need.
His voice went low: “Now you obey.”
But darkness always gets her way.

I wrapped around and rode him deep,
until his strength began to seep.
He came again—a groan, a moan—
I rode him ’til his grip was gone.

His eyes rolled back, his body limp,
still twitching from my final grip.
I kissed his cheek and bit his chest—
then left him there, all fucked and blessed.

And me? I got it just as good,
still shaking from the cock he gave and took.
I limped away, still soaked and wild,
with aching hips and haunted smile.

Another soul beneath my spell…
still echoing where shadows dwell.

But she had watched from start to end—
the secret girl I now intend.
She saw it all, each thrust and scream,
and now I slip into her dreams.

She knows the rhythm of my ride,
she touched herself the night I cried.
Each time she rubs, she sees it too—
and feels me dripping deep into.

She tries to hide, but I’m inside,
and soon I’ll take her for a ride.
The next time shadows start to swell…
she’ll spread for me—then come to Hell.