Their meetings are clandestine but as inevitable as the waves crashing to the shore during a wild storm.
They are a hurricane of lust, longing, and lechery, one that’s willing to destroy anyone and anything on their path to satisfaction.
Their meetings are clandestine but as inevitable as the waves crashing to the shore during a wild storm.
They are a hurricane of lust, longing, and lechery, one that’s willing to destroy anyone and anything on their path to satisfaction.
Nothing can statin the way of such torrid emotions. Well done!
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Thank you.
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Great blog poost
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