-Shemale alert!-

Lethal and lusty rings of crimson iris pierce out amidst the black void of her eyes, the flickers of her gaze seeming so sharp and precise one wonders if the very air her stare cuts through is left scarred, the very essence of her prickling and teasing you to meet that hungry look and fall into that bottomless world of depravity through the windows of her soulless glower.

Her finger tips terminate in sharp glossy talon-esque nails, vainly caressing and curling intricate weaves touching and exploring her figure, daring onlookers to gorge their attention all over. A fat slobbery demonic tongue slurps out over the edges of her pomegranate pink lips keeping their full pouty curves glossy wet with hot saliva at all times, looking passionately eager to devour anything that passes through them.

Every flutter of her lashes, every twitch of her lips into a sultry smile, every soft husky purr spilling from her throat, utterly oozes with sexual magnetism.. this creature is undoubtedly of succubus kin.

Sweat-slick skin of tan cream is utterly void of a single scar, but bears thick vascular and venous distensions and blemished from head to toe with teeming scarlet red capillary lines laced beneath the epidermal surface, aching with steady throbs of heat as if far too much fiery blood coursed in her veins.

Amidst a firm toned tummy receding from the artistic curve of her waistline's slope inwards, her navel is summated with a chubby bubble of an outwards popped bellybutton, the skin while -apparently- sealed, dimples at its summit with a strange violet mucosa (Warning: Tentacles inside!). The slender shape of her torso easily fits the quota for an hourglass form, the shape of her breeder's-hips pelvis padded with a cushy blanket of bodily fat to round her lower body out beautifully.

Her buxom breasts go fully exposed at all times, orbing outwards from her chest, their swell more than capable of spilling the brims of a generous FF cup and the inner dip of her cleavage looking ample space to hide a woman's forearm within. Each breast adorned with 2 inch wide black cherry areolas surrounding the puffy nubs of her nipples, each bud's pinprick duct stretched and tugged to roll outwards a little from far too much past suckling.

Her curvy allure touches on near artistic flamboyance, not failing to reach the cambers of her inner thighs, subtly hard and tense beneath a little more squishy tissue, while the contours of either asscheek bubble outwards behind her, rolling with a sea of ripples at the tiniest twitch from her body, with a well used cherry red rosebud buried deep down that valley of soft flesh.

Perhaps all of this captivates your soul, leaving you mesmerized and rooted to the spot.. or perhaps the final 'quirk' of her baleful body sends a shockwave of disgust and revulsion through you, as beneath her dense velvety patch of sex-scented and sweat dewed pubic hair lurks..

.. a thick monster-girthed cock! Due either to her eternally lewd thoughts, or perhaps all that pent up boiling blood, it seems to never fall limp between her thighs, constantly quaking with demanding throbs, taking on a semi-flexible lazy sag from at its softest and easily kissing into the region of 12 inches in length. A bulging network of sultry purple veins seethes beneath the taut silky phallic skin, sure to treat the walls of whichever orifice she happens to be slamming into with a spongey array of bumps. Barely an inch of foreskin remains hugging the sulcus of her huge glossy pink glans, crowned with wet pearly globules of her day old briny cum, while beneath that sheath gooey smegma and other gunky leftovers from her sordid sexploits congeal.. Yummy!

Drooling from the flared arousal-inflated slit of her pencil thick urethral opening, slimy ropes of pre-cum endlessly exude keeping her crotch to upper thighs dreadfully thick with sweltering musky scents and filthy with webbed strings of leaky liquid lust. Beneath the base her sack is utterly bald and wrinkle free, the supple skin stretched around the softball sized globes blushing blue most of the time making her itch for her next release.

Most mortals have never tasted anything quite as vile as her spunk, with the smell shattering sulphur odour and steamy haze of abyssal desert salt scents alone enough to make a set of iron guts retch. Her fuck fluids range in viscosity from that of egg whites to tapioca pudding, slimier than swamp slug juices or stickier than a drider?s web, with fantastically foul combinations of all the above often mingled into a single shot of corrupting cum.

Rotten to the core with cursed carnal cravings, grotesquely gluttonous and shamelessly sinful in every way conceivable, this disgustingly decedent visage of abyssal beauty makes no effort to hide her hunger for every ounce of perverted pleasure she punishingly claim from the next ready hole.