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i feel you get harder in my hand- against the small of my back- inside of me as you sink your teeth deep into my flesh. I try to hold it back but i can't and cries that could only be made in agony escape my throat. I started this but I do not want to finish it- I have created a monster.
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Nov 21, 2019
Nov 21, 2019 at 10:24 AM UTC
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i feel you get harder in my hand- against the small of my back- inside of me as you sink your teeth deep into my flesh. I try to hold it back but i can't and cries that could only be made in agony escape my throat. I started this but I do not want to finish it- I have created a monster.
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Nov 21, 2019
Nov 21, 2019 at 10:24 AM UTC
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