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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Then, when squeezing the penis that was stabbing him, he felt a penis with veins going in and out beating where he made him see stars, blinding his vision seeing him a sea of white and stars waves of electricity that coursed through his body that made him scream and gasp and screaming shrilly. 


He felt the man and he watched the thrusts the discomfort and felt the squeezing cock passing through his inner walls, tight and in and out and thrusting and thrusting, for each thrust a scream, several thrusts later he ejaculated cold and inside him. 


They came with strong jets still stocking as if they wanted to milk themselves inside him, leaving their scent impregnated with musk, and so he released him taking it out and lying stretched out on the huge bed and seeing the man scream with the pull of his penis, he saw the semen flowing like a stream, he could see the semen oozing out of him forming a pool on the bed sheet caressing his body his hips. 


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