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Don Roff
Don Roff

Don Roff, born on December 13, 1966, is an accomplished writer known for his works in science fiction, fantasy, and mystery novels. His writing style is distinctive, characterized by his deep exploration of complex themes. more

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“Before she could catch her breath, he rubbed his cum into her skin. "This is me marking you. I want every fucking man you meet, to look away, when they smell me on you." He stuck his fingers in her mouth and she eagerly licked them clean. Soaked in her saliva, he thrust two fingers inside of her. "I meant what I said, this pussy is mine." He didn't know where the possessiveness was coming from, but he owned it.”

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