Countess II
Imagining the smoke burnt imprint of a tatoo with tapers flickering, the bejewelled gaze a dragon's snout must bring or the serpent coil, crimson flame curl of dashing cobra, its very fangs drawing lifeblood from the fleshy perch in smooth, red scorching. On the pectorals of a sailor. Perhaps whiplash of the granite waves, grim trucker with a "Mother" grasping chains that see burly sandbags in place - hirsute biker, cords of hair lashing his tattooed lady the lavender caress of scar with implant that of the chopper itself, her fleshy buttocks careening off the road.
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