Sasina Zariel Emerodo

Between people who might have died, between people who might or might not have died, between those crimes that might or might not have taken place.

Between reporting that investigation, when by normal means, they found nothing, talking to whoever held the secrets, meeting with your informant, that information, which may or may not be true, even the demons that always watched everyone around you.

There was no going back, the implications and all situations would not go back, there were consequences, suspicions became reality.

Death and life, even those who never imagined having contact, but looking around, the deepest desires, the opinion of their former contacts, knowing now, with whom they were dealing, in what they created at that time.

Even at that time, when he could make everything as pleasurable as possible, then, between his pleasures and his desires, for every time in his travels, that he was wrapped between each of her secrets, he was shrouded in mystery.

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Between collective moans and strong hisses, his blood draining and his eyes rolling in their sockets he screamed and screamed the pain and discomfort of the attacks the waves of light that washed over him he moaned and moaned and screamed amid the thrusts faster and faster and outsized raising their buttocks in which he screamed and heard the growls. 


He felt each powerful thrust, they said, he thought where the pleasure would be the pain of the thrusts the discomfort of penetration, waves of pain and electricity that coursed through his body, and then in the midst of a particularly deep thrust, in a change of angle he did so. having spasms and screaming and moaning, he screamed and wheezed he heard a laugh a growl in his ear the whisper. 


- That's your prostate. – And so hitting and hitting lunging at the same angle as the lunges and at the same angle, jumping and lunging with more speed and pushing. 


- I know. - Said the demon in his direction. 


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