[ messenger ]
{ Mind ye, fair gentlemen, for ladies never start fights ---- ;
; ---- but are made to
F I N I S H them. }
; ---- but are made to
F I N I S H them. }
Eden almost screamed as he thrusted into her, mostly in pleasure than pain. “F-fuck!” Her grip into the brick wall actually caused some to chip off. She hooked her leg around the Templar waist, and moved her grip to his shoulders, wanting nothing more than to drag her nails across his body; she wanted nothing more for him to bleed, even if it was only a little bit.
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