PORN: She found herself frowning a little as the colours cycled backward through the spectrum, the array of colours shrinking down the wall, like a dying fire, the soft music which she could once again hear from her phone, no longer drowned out from the shower, didn’t help her, the song was a gentle but melancholy violin piece
Bondage . Past her own reflection the view it offered was to most, simply breathtaking, but it, as with most things for her, had steadily lost its charm over time. “Miss Tali, right?” he asked, politely, his voice all kind and gentle
. . I allowed rumors of her being my daughter to spread when I claimed the Despeir Mountains
PORN: She found herself frowning a little as the colours cycled backward through the spectrum, the array of colours shrinking down the wall, like a dying fire, the soft music which she could once again hear from her phone, no longer drowned out from the shower, didn’t help her, the song was a gentle but melancholy violin piece
Bondage . Past her own reflection the view it offered was to most, simply breathtaking, but it, as with most things for her, had steadily lost its charm over time. “Miss Tali, right?” he asked, politely, his voice all kind and gentle
. . I allowed rumors of her being my daughter to spread when I claimed the Despeir Mountains
PORN: She found herself frowning a little as the colours cycled backward through the spectrum, the array of colours shrinking down the wall, like a dying fire, the soft music which she could once again hear from her phone, no longer drowned out from the shower, didn’t help her, the song was a gentle but melancholy violin piece
Bondage . Past her own reflection the view it offered was to most, simply breathtaking, but it, as with most things for her, had steadily lost its charm over time. “Miss Tali, right?” he asked, politely, his voice all kind and gentle
. . I allowed rumors of her being my daughter to spread when I claimed the Despeir Mountains
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