This Is Your Last Chance To Run And You Know It. The Eyes Say It All. Hes Sizing You Up As He Grows Excited

This is your last chance to run and you know it. The eyes say it all. He’s sizing you up as he grows excited by the prospects of gulping you down. I’m not saying you’ll get away if you try and make a break for it now, but you sure as hell aren’t gonna survive if you hesitate another moment.

I usually consider myself a survivor, but if ever presented with the opportunity, I would give myself to feed that man in a heartbeat.

RJ Portales

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. We should make ballet vore a thing. Flexibility is power.

Would you really blame me if I couldn’t resist the urge to shove those dangling legs in my mouth and wait for gravity to deliver the best dinner a guy could ask for? Like c’mon, just look at him!

No, go on, keep running your mouth. Your disparaging comments are only making me hungrier . . .

You walk up slowly behind him, praying he doesn’t see you in the reflection of the glass. You can’t help yourself, salivating the whole time you were watching the performance. All that power was gonna be nearly impossible to contain, but perhaps if you had the element of surprise. You felt the carnal urge to claim that muscle for yourself as you finish creeping behind and pounce.