MY FATHER'S BEST FRIEND IS MY LOVE
"Pick a song, MC. It can be bolero, if you want. I even ask Alex to dance with you. Hector sneered. And I wanted to disappear. My mouth tasted like his daughter, damn, I had fucked his daughter a few minutes ago, and just thinking about it wanted more. That one seemed to me to be like a fruit, but forbidden in the middle of Eden.
#TeentendoEva, it was like a hasteg that went up on my head at that moment.
"You can put a romantic song of yours there. I dance with my husband. Clara replied, pulling me by the waist. His mouth stuck to mine without warning, without permission.
It was alcohol, it was fruit, it was a reminder of what was once a passion, as if it sought to appease Mavi's flavor at t
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