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Tiffany
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Never in a million life times if you told me that I was to meet my mate by becoming an outcast, would I have believed you.
But here we are, Nial and I, freshly bitten, freshly full of wonderful passion and c*m.
We're still lying on the bed, he hasn't taken himself out of my p***y yet for the fifth or sixth time... I've lost count and we're lost in the depth of love that is shining from each others eyes.
"Come, my Luna to be, we will take a bath together and then dress for dinner with my Father and Mother. You have not met her, our current Luna," Nial whispers in my ear.
"Ok," and I briefly kiss him, running my fingers through his hair.
He slides slowly out of me and my p***y feels empty and wishes he was still there.
"Later my sweet," he speaks louder this time
