Un bastardo che chiamo amore
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MatureOngoing12m
Last published Mon, Nov 14, 2016
Lui puttaniere,stronzo,bastardo,lunatico che un giorno ti caga e l'altro no,pezzo di merda pensa si imbatte in una ragazza che all'inizio pensa come una delle sue prede facili ma capirà che è l'unica a tenergli testa perché stronza e acida quanto lui e forse anche di più...
Questa è la mia prima storia scritta seriamente e spero che la leggiate e vi piaccia...
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