Junior_hid3
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"When your fangs broke my skin, pleasure roared through the wound like a holy fire. It was a sin disguised as ecstasy -it made me question my loyalty to God. And now... Again, I'm crawling back to you, shackled by craving, begging you to feed until there's nothing left of me."
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