Lizzie

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It’s like something has snapped inside us, and we’re no longer a prisoner and a guard; we’re not enemies, or opposites, or a stalker and his prey. We’re lovers, coming together in reciprocal desire. As rough and raw as it is when I slam my cock into him, it feels like we’re… making love.
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by Nyla K.
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