Lovely concubine
Even dead ashamed, with his honour scratched, I could see the subtle shadow of a smile on Jafar's face.
Killing my friend will not solve my problem, apparently, death is something that will not be part of the menu for the next few days.
I go to my prisoner's room, or involuntary guest, and she's asleep. The curvy, soft body in the pale light of the lamp.
I notice she found the nightgown that I bought and looking at it now, I do not know if I have ever seen anything more beautiful in my life.
Her pale skin contrasted with the dark blue satin, the delicate lace failing to cover her breasts, a soft piece of meat on display, which incites me to salivate even more.
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