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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Being that he was slowly getting up, passing his hands on his body and turning him over and sucking his nipples each one, when he lingered on the left and suckling her, he squeezed the right and after suckling for a while leaving him and going towards to the right he felt it in the middle of his hard cock, so then, when he positioned himself between her legs he sucked it in the middle of the open shower and started to grab his legs he lifted him as if he weighed nothing.. . 


In which at that time, even if he squirmed he was summarily slapped and forced open and lifting and his legs were placed around his hips, in which he was penetrating him then and fucking him under the shower and the water until he he felt the thump amidst his rapid and steady movement, when he fucked him hard, amidst his screams and moans and writhing and unsuccessfully and the snarls of the Suzaku demon that held him immobile amidst his frantic thumping. . 


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