THE DEVIL'S TRAP
He could feel the thundering sound underneath her feet; there was something down there, more than his expectations.
As Mateo opened another door, Samson’s ears got hit by the booming sound, and the aura of silence and curiosity changed into hardcore music and sensualism. The desires dripping on every corner of the space, the packed seats, and the ambiance of alcohol. Even a corpse would feel the libido. As Samson took another step, he was pulled by a woman only wearing decorative clips on every bud of her frame, except there were no clothes. Her oozed-out swells rubbed against his clothes, and she clenched his fingers to measure the depth of her well.
“Freshman,” Samson gently pulled his han
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