I never felt more alive then when I was amongst the dead. Mature porn Read 19197 times |
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I screamed so loud that I imagined the dead could hear me and were stirring in their slumber. I rubbed my goose bump covered arms wishing I had a sweater for warmth. My knees felt bruised from the hardness of the tile. I did not notice when rain joined my tears. “Yes,” I agreed and shivered, the rain seeming to drench my soul. I loved cock down my throat. The tears fell bitterly down my cheeks and dripped onto my clothes. It was the only place I felt at peace. I didn’t even gag much anymore since I was giving at least three blow jobs a day and sometimes up to as many as a dozen. “I know a few things about grief.”
“Do you know that the only time I can feel anything besides misery is when I
