THE DEVIL'S TRAP
she smiled, took off her silk robe, dropped it on the deck, and went inside.
He looked at her bouncy curves swaying here and there, calling him to make his mark.
After some time, Decker came into the room, where the room was filled with his favorite red color.
Adele, holding a whip in her black-laced demonic bikini, stood in front of him.
The red, pointy blinking thorn in her head made him smile.
“Woah,” Decker exhaled a sharp breath.
She pushed him onto the bed with a hovering body.
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