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We both craved adventure and danger.
Revealing his darkness. He pulled me into the shadows that hard kiss against the wall as his hand slips down to slide up my skirt. My fingers grip and squeeze his wrists as his curl inside me. It was hard for him to keep kissing me knowing the universe was in his palm as my clit pulsated on it. Eyes locked as they told me there was no negotiating what he was about to do. His demons were attacking him and he knew he could escape his inner disaster through me as I always brought him closer to God. Something about the way he wanted to slow me down and control me from behind. He spun me around and watched as my fingers spread on the wall. Grabbing a fistful of my hair, he grips my hip whispering in my ear βare you ready?" Exhaling a soft moan as I drip and tremble. That equal blend of passion and aggression. Deep inside, manhandling me, nothing was off limits to him. He inhaled my power as I relinquished it to him. He was deep inside, deeper then he has ever been before. My nails try to dig into the wall as he wrecked me from behind, playing my whole body like a bass guitar. We were dirty and wild and unashamed and proud of it. We never tried to be anything more or less then what we were. Rotten leftovers that adored each other. The king and queen of making love and saving each other. It was never hard to get lost in one another. And loving each other always came easy.
JLynn
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Beautiful photo πππ
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There is a very thin line between pleasure and pain. One can not exist without the other.
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