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WE’D GET HITCHED
"Your lips have managed to maintain their freshness even in this cold place," she commented after licking my bottom lip. Horrified by her actions, I told her, "This needs to stop. I don't want to do this with you." "You're going to die anyway. So, why do you wish to limit yourself from such an incredible experience?" Petra began planting kisses on my neck. As her lips sucked on my tender neck, I felt as if I was losing control over my body. The hairs on my body stood while tears wouldn't stop coming out of my eyes. "You're ruining the mood, Harriet," she spoke with an observable pout. Once again, I couldn't ask for anything but for liberation from her grasp, "Get away from me." "Why should you be this stubborn? I'm not hurting you. It's how I love someone. Nick or Gwen might've
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