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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- I gave it a chance, you didn't take it. - He laughed. " You could have said it, but you didn't. - And she cried more. 


She was being fucked faster and even if she didn't want to, she came wetting the Suzaku demon's fingers that inserted two more inside her beating and massaging her clit, then he stuck his huge cock inside her, and he fucked her hard and willing inside. and outside of her, always hitting her G-spot, where he shook her with his well-aimed blows, reaching a point that made her see stars, constellations of minutes over the course of hours. 


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