Hannah Cunningham

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I want to see this thing that’s haunted me slip into the soft heat of her cunt. The worst and best things in the world, intertwined. Slowly, I drag it down to her opening and press it in. Her body responds, shuddering, but keeping still. There’s nowhere for her to go at this angle. I have all the power. “Is that—” “A fence stake? Yeah,” I murmur, fascinated by how she takes it.
Hannah Cunningham
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Deacon (The Sovereign Mountain, #3)
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