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Date Posted: 12:22:42 07/18/03 Fri
Author: Damion Ryes
Subject: ^|Prince of Darkness|^
In reply to: Damion Ryes 's message, "^|Prince of Darkness|^" on 21:37:01 07/17/03 Thu

He gritted his teeth, his shaft throbbing in pleasure and pain. He wanted to surge inside her wet core, but knew he couldn't unless he was really there with her. For now, the knowledge of the pleasure he was giving her was driving him to an insane point...

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[> [> [> [> ^|Prince of Darkness|^ -- Damion Ryes, 22:53:51 07/18/03 Fri

Male nearly lost himself as she clenched and fell into climax. He had been so closely linked he had almost fallen with her. He soothed her body, slowly leaving her be. Eyes opened, looking up at the dark ceiling of his room. His manhood throbbed from not being allowed to expell itself. He groaned, pushing himself up, sitting on the edge of his bed, legs widespread and head in hands. He didn't know how the hell he was going to sleep today. He was just going to dream of the pleasure in having her when she would never truely let him touch her. It was torment. He needed a cold shower. He bit into his lip, blood filling his mouth. He had forgotten how his fangs grew when he was filled with so much desire. Emerald gaze flickered towards the door. It would be so much sweeter to go to her than the cold shower. But he didn't dare...

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