OBSESSION IS A TWO-WAY STREET
She didn’t know how long he’d been gone.
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A CNC Gangbang Fantasy
A collection of dark erotica vignettes to satiate your cravings...
I see you, spam liking my every post, oh, you don't have to be so shy, darling. We all know the shy ones always scream the loudest. Are you really this naive? Did you really think that you could escape Sir's watchful, perverted eyes? Clueless to the fact that you're the one being stalked, not me. You. Oh! The Plot Thickens.
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