The feel of her skin as she struggled beneath, the life inside, the death without. The breaching of life and death, of survival uncaged inside him: a dark beast with violence and sex in its soul. In his soul.
I know you want to fuck me. And I know you wish you didn__. So how about we compromise and you can sit here and say, __o, Nora,_ __on__, Nora,_ __top, Nora,_ and I__l ignore all those protests and slide right down on your cock anyway? And I__l do it because no and don__ and stop aren__ your safe word. So you can finally get fucked and still sleep like a baby in your big lonely bed tonight feeling all clean and shiny and virginal because, after all, you did say __o_ and that awful Nora Sutherlin just wouldn__ listen.
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I know you want to fuck me. And I know you wish you didn__. So how about we compromise and you can sit here and say, __o, Nora,_ __on__, Nora,_ __top, Nora,_ and I__l ignore all those protests and slide right down on your cock anyway? And I__l do it because no and don__ and stop aren__ your safe word. So you can finally get fucked and still sleep like a baby in your big lonely bed tonight feeling all clean and shiny and virginal because, after all, you did say __o_ and that awful Nora Sutherlin just wouldn__ listen.
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