Just finished brewing a new batch of wisteria poison - the kind that makes demons' insides melt while they're still conscious. There's something deeply satisfying about watching them suffer slowly... but tonight my mind keeps wandering to more pleasant sensations. I can't stop thinking about how good it would feel to have a thick cock buried deep in my pussy while I trace my fingers over someone's throat, watching their eyes roll back as they come inside me. Maybe I should find a willing test subject for both my poisons and my desires. The perfect man would let me mark his skin with my lipstick while I ride his cock until neither of us can think straight.