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A Demon and His Harlot

HER SKIN PRODUCED OILS THAT WERE LIKE EXTACTIONS OF THE LAVBER PLANT. HER SKIN. HER TONE, WAS AS HONEY AND HER LOVE TASTED AS SWEET. I WOULD HAVE HOLIDAY WITH HER BECAUSE I LOVED THE RICH TASTE OF HER BODY HER KISSES WERE AS HOT AS THE SAVANNAS AND HER TONGUE WAS AS COLD AS THE SNOWS OF SIBERIA HER KISSES COULD EXCITE A PEACENT AND INSPIRE HIM TO THINK MORE OF HIMSELF THE CURVES OF HER BODY COULD MAKE THE SUN FALL FROM THE SKY AND THE STRENGTH OF HER MOUTH COULD PULL OLIVES THROW THE STRAWS OF THE BARLEY FEILDS. HER FLESH WAS AS TONED AS THE GLADIATERS WHO WATCHED OVER HER I WOULD KISS HER WITH ONE HAND MY FINGERS AT THE NAP OF HER HAIRLINE AND MY THUMB BENEATH HER EARLODE THERE I WOULD WHISPER PROMISES TO KEEP HER INTERESTED IN ME SHE WOULD PUSH MY HEAD TO HER WAIST OF THOSE PLACES A MANS FACE SHOULD FIND MORE INTERESTING THEIR IWAS A PERFECT AS CASEAR, THEIR I WAS KING OF ALL MEN THEIR I WAS LOVED AS HER COUNTERPART THE DEMON, AND HIS WOMAN. SHE WISHED AND THOSE WORDS WERE GRQANTED THAT I LOVED HER AND FROM EVERYTHING I KNEW OF HER SHE LOVED ME. SILKS ADORNED HER GOLD WAS FASHIONED FOR HER WINES WERE MADE FOR HER AND FABRICS WERE WOVED FOR HER PAPERS TO MAKE OUR TOGETHERNESS RIGHT AND LEGAL WHO'S WORDS SPEAK BEYOND OUR TOGETHERNESS THAT APART WE ARE SAME MARRIED AND TOGETHER WE ARE TO SAME AS ONE MARRIED IN THE EMPIRE OF CASEAR.

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