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.

Desires Of Eternal Bible Black Of Shadows

When he looked at his chest and felt the steel man concentrate with each beat holding his arms above his head pulling and pushing with each entry and exit trying to bite the red demon's shoulder without even leaving marks. 


- Please... please... Trigon... - You hurt me. - Said. – You son of a bitch... it hurts... – he begged. 


"Wait..." He said, changing the angle of the thrust making him let out a high-pitched scream, and with each Beat, on that same point directly on his prostate made him scream, more and more scandalous and hoarse, and only gasping, with each thrust in that same angle fucking him with increasing force and speed, this time in pleasure. 


- Better, if you behave I'll release your arms and that's better for you. – In the middle of the constant and non-stop Beat angle with your legs apart in between the legs and the lunges. 


"Right..." Riujin groaned, seeing no alternative. - Slowly... 


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