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65 - Pleasure Activism

Now, in the candlelit room, Miranda´s naked body knelt before Cal, while I watched from the comfortable chair in the corner. I could only see her naked back, her ass like an upside down valentine on top of her bare feet. He stood over her like a dark god, Hades perhaps, the candles licking his black skin in orange and yellow like torches in a cavernous realm. His hands rested on his hips, his gaze looking down at her bobbing head. He looked like he was curious at how well she was going to do this particular task.

3685 (MF, FF)


Cover art by Hector Gomez

65 - Pleasure Activism

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