I can imagine my fangs sinking into her soft flesh, the gasps of pain and pleasure from my bite, the way she’d either fight or fall into my arms.

Auteur: Inger Iversen

I can imagine my fangs sinking into her soft flesh, the gasps of pain and pleasure from my bite, the way she’d either fight or fall into my arms. - Inger Iversen




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