Don't call it love
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Última publicación sáb, may 25, 2019
I've never had anyone say no to me before, I mean I'm the prez of the baddest biker gang in New York, women fall at me feet- but not her. She always said no, she always pushed my buttons- I always pushed hers. But that's more reason as to why I want her.
And I will have her, cause I'm Smoke and whenever there's Smoke there's fire.
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