Forbidden Deception (Deception)

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F uck my life.

This city is full of thunder, rain, and cold winds.

Why does it suddenly feel hot and sweltering, like I’m standing under a blazing sun?

The woman I visited yesterday is the fucking reason.

For the first time, instead of wanting to toy and destroy someone, I want to toy with them in a different way entirely.

Someone with long brown hair, big tits, and a beautiful grin.

I am over a decade older than her, and yet here I am, under a cold shower in my home, my head hanging, my eyes squeezed shut, and my hands on the tile wall in front of me. Trying to get rid of the image of Venezia in those clothes is a mission impossible.

She won’t be able to take me. She comes up to my shoulder.

But fuck if I didn’t suddenly imagine her writhing under me while my cock splits her apart, her cries reaching up to the heavens while I fuck her into oblivion.

I’m going down the wrong path.