Santiago

19%
Flag icon
“I’m coming,” said K., rushed out, seized her, kissed her on the mouth, then all over her face, like a thirsty animal lapping greedily at a spring it has found at last. Then he kissed her on the neck, right at her throat, and left his lips there for a long time.
Santiago
Whagt the fjck
The Trial
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview