he tears through the throat of her enemieswhen the leather of his lust is tugged upon,freshly wetted, and what a delicious catastrophehis love has turned out to be!their twisting limbs are scathed by the same nettlethat harried their footsteps,but how tantalisingly beastly it is whenshe grabs his jaw and smolders,rolling souls from her tongue.the orchestra

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