In her eyes the chastity of an angel, in inbetween her legs the flames of hell.

The old man on the Black Sea, she spent most of her thoughts seemed to her vagina. His true identity, the same way that his own hand between her legs. Her words sounding like the pitter-patter of monsoons. He opened his eyes expecting to feel the flames of hell under the guidance of the legs of the largest star. Barren is her bosom, empty as her eyes, still playing innocent, which.

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