Christine

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I wanted Clint wild-eyed for me. Crazed with horniness and jealousy. I wanted him to take and take until I was a tiny, invisible speck because he’d inhaled every drop of me. I wanted him to fucking shackle and vanquish and own me. I wanted him that far gone. I wanted him strapped to the seat next to me. I wanted him to come into the dark.
Christine
Every time they add sentences in italics after a lil speech it drives me crazy
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