Let’s do another month of M’s prompts shall we. 101 words allowed only.
The cold wind stole her breath and the smell of tobacco filled her nostrils as gnarled fingers wrapped tight around her throat and pushed her up against the wall.
“Mmmm” She gasped, the moon reflecting on his deathly pale skin.
“Shut up” he snapped squeezing tighter, Ice running through her veins as she looked into eyes dark as coal. You “like carrots?” he asked, his laugh echoing through the night.
Struggling against his grip she gasped as he forced her slowly to her knees.
“Damn, there really must have been some magic in that old silk hat” he said grinning wildly.
Photo courtesy of pixabay
lol! Oh Michael, you naughty boy. I love this! 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
It was rather fun thanks P…more of these on the way too 🙂
LikeLike
Oh goodie.. A carrot sucking slut. It’s about damn time!
LikeLiked by 1 person
not enough of them I know mate…
LikeLiked by 1 person
😒
LikeLike
😂⛄️🥕
LikeLiked by 1 person
😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oooohh! This reminds me of a song about Frosty. It’s very x-rated called “Frosty the Pervert.”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Haha that needs a post mate
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is easily found on Youtube.
LikeLiked by 1 person
On it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ha pure old school filth
LikeLiked by 1 person
Knew you’d like it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh yes lol
LikeLiked by 1 person
Not sweet innocent Frosty! LOL 😀
LikeLike
Oh yesssss!
LikeLiked by 1 person