This is for the souls who dare to tread the murky waters of desire, where obsession reigns supreme. For those who know that love is not merely given or taken but a fierce battle of souls, a relentless chase that transcends the ordinary. To the lovers who mark their territory with passion, who devour each other with fervour—who whisper,
It can be sucking him off and moaning, gulping his pride, marking him with your lipstick.
"You *Slurp* are mine."
This is not a dark romance, nor is this an obsession.
As they drown in the depths of their insatiable hunger. This isn't just a story of obsession; it's a celebration of deviance, a journey of holding on so tightly that even death cannot sever the bond.
Buckle up, dear reader, for the ride is just beginning.
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