Widow's Mournful Ravenous Fuck

A mysterious widow, cloaked in black, finds solace in the company of a raven, her only companion since her husband's passing. As she sits alone in her dimly lit chamber, the raven watches intently, as if sensing her unspoken desires. She begins to touch herself, her fingers tracing the curves of her body, her breath growing heavier. The raven, intrigued, hops closer, its beady eyes fixed on her hands as they slip beneath her dress. She moans softly, her body arching in response to her own touch. The raven, unable to resist the allure of her scent, hops onto the bed, its beak nuzzling against her thigh. She gasps, her eyes widening in surprise, but she doesn't push the raven away. Instead, she welcomes it, her body aching for release.

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