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"You're the best. You know that?" I said, with a tiresome grin.
She smiled back. Her stamina, ever strong. But as she was about to say that she knew she was the best, a wad of cum poured out of my butt and plopped on the floor with a whack. We burst into laughter. Whatever. Right then, covered in cum, piss, sweat, hay, and bed feathers, our happiness flourished like flames to a forest. We were married. I was her wife, and she was mine. I never figured a simple ceremony would make me feel so complete. But it did. The both of us completed each other. We were inseparable now. Our love was like a fucking daemon flame ... ever dark ... ever sick with lust...
Everlasting with dedication.
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Chapter Eight: The Red Letter and The Monster in the Mountain
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Alucard001about 1 year agoI'm really praying that you've just decided to take a long vacation before continuing this story, because this is such an amazing story, i have to come back and reread it every few months, this could honestly be published and i need more :((((((
