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  • Blood On My Hands

    Blood on my hands.And his lips were like morphine. They attacked me hungrily. I couldn't get enough.I wanted more and more from him."Am I beautiful yet?""Soon," he said, while sucking ...

    • Short Story
    • Romantic
    2 min read


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