Warning: Description of a sexual act and unorthodox practices.
Bruce pulls her close, sheds a tear as he buries his head in her neck, long, slender, the sort of neck men want to caress, even with these bruises.
The silence is strange but she had always been quiet, reserved, a little anxious perhaps.
Fingers searching for those pale pink buds, hard, already begging for his touch.
Moving to the secret island between her legs, imaging her back arching, her body taut as she violently comes.
Dana, she had always been his, he knew that now, soul mates, the kind of love one comes across once in a lifetime.
Moving away for just a brief second, he sniggers, necrophilia is underrated.
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