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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When everyone saw them, when everyone left and meanwhile, when the other shareholders walked towards the aisle and so he looked and he waited for everyone to move away, when they masturbated there under the table until they came again without blinking, in which he took it off the chair and placed it on his lap with violence tore off his pants. 


In which he placed him on his lap forcing his legs apart and rubbing his cock at her entrance and hugging him and taking his cock, when he rubbed himself on his cock getting hard and skewering towards his hole, in which he was so hard. rubbing moaning and then a growl from Ifrithi , when he then stabbed him, being that he knew what would come, but trying to escape and free himself, he would know that it would hurt if he entered without preparing him... 


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