A lonely young women's life changes the very
night of Murray Franklin's murder, on live television and it is a change that her heart will never forget. When she spots a man passed out and bloody, in an alley, that same night and even when she sees...
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You come on like a drug
I just can't get enough
I'm like an addict coming at you for a little more
And there's so much at stake
I can't afford to waste
I've never needed anybody like this before"
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After Arthur climaxed so magnificently, he suddenly felt tired and the alcohol he drank, on top of that, made his knees buckle, sending them both down to the ground. It hurt his knees and Iris had landed on her bare buttocks, with Arthur still inside of her, but they both just looked at eachother's flushed faces and laughed, musically.
As Iris smiled brightly at him, she held his tragically beautiful face in her hands and kissed him. As he slid out of her, he could not help but shudder as his cock exited the heat of her womanhood. He didn't want to ever leave. He truly found himself wishing he could stay in her forvever and feel her physical love warm his body for the rest of his life, right along with the warmth that her soul graced him with.
