“I just can’t stop thinking about Arno licking my neck while taking me from behind… Whispering naughty things in my ear while smiling teasingly. His rough powerful hands would caress my breast and hips… his finger passing on my lips making me suck gently on it. I dream of his breath drifting on my soaked skin… I dream of each single smile, laughter, glances… I hope for his happiness and joy… Yes, I am in love with Arno Dorian”.

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