Grábame en tu piel

Grábame en tu piel

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MatureOngoing5m

Last published Sun, Jun 4, 2017

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Aunque lo veía no lo podía creer. La vida no podía ser tan mierda conmigo, no me podía jugar las cartas de manera tan cruel y despiadada conmigo. ¿Es esto justo? En mi mente no cabía esa sola idea. No podía ser real, ella era otra. Esto era tan solo una jugada de mi imaginación. El deseo fue indescriptible, fue el mejor sexo y escucharla gemir cuando llegamos al orgasmo fue lo mejor, sentirla cerca de mi con todavía espasmos. Ella fue la mejor... Hasta que supe la verdad

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