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  • stevefr0
  • Jul 29, 2015
  • 1 min read

His eruption he held fast within, so that she squirmed against the sensation before accepting her own fall into oblivion, her walls pulsing to an echoing rhythm.

Emmanuelle de Maupassant,

The Gentlemen's Club

 
 
 

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