Red Fingerprints
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Wed, Dec 31, 2014
It was an addiction. He was addicted to her, as well as she was to him. Leaving Fingerprints. Red silky smooth blood. It was an addiction to Red Fingerprints.
“Does he flutter your heart when he kisses your neck? No scientist or biology. It's obvious when he's holding me. It's only natural that I'm so affected".
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