Confessions, Paola's Choice

January 16, 2016

“A starry night at his hideout Edward roughly fucks me on grass. Each thrust into me I get louder and louder in pleasure, he covers my mouth to keep me quiet so others won’t hear us nearby. While his hand is muffling my moans my hands are digging into his back, he takes his hand away and growls “You like it rough do ya?” And he leaves bruises on my outer thighs. That’s my ideal night with him”.

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