Lustful Hatred
A Sexual Fantasy
She hated me and I hated her. Hate; so naughty and full of lust we couldn’t stop the desires. Rough and wild like two untamed alpha animals fighting. Her anger and pleasure bound together when I was with her. Taunting me throughout her deep moans and gasps of air as I constantly found ways to please her, the woman who I love to hate.
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