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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He felt his robes being lifted with a rustle of fabric he was penetrated in a single thrust arching his back, trying to push the invader to be penetrated and pushed. 


His arms freed and with them held on to the walls scratching the painting in front of him, he entered her anus penetrating it, still feeling the previous penetration he felt thrusts whispering in his ear with sinful sound. 


- Who... - He tried to say to be subdued. 


- Before you know it you will love my cock, and before you know it, I will take you in many places, no matter where you are I will take you in many ways. – Spreading your legs between this. 


The bigger man entered him and still panting and feeling his testicles hit his buttocks separating his cheeks from his ass kneading with his hands the scent of sex wafted through the air in deep, frantic thrusts. 


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