The Sapphire Prince | Aemond Targaryen |
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Contenu pour adultesTerminé ven., déc. 30, 20229h 6m
"You will beg for me to fuck you." Aemond gripped Verena's jaw with one hand, pressing her wrist firmly to the bed, " I know you want to Verena and when you come to me, on your knees begging for me to touch you. To take you. I will sit there and laugh."
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