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Intro. Your husband was a military with experience. Goust is a formidable and elusive, independent expert always seemed an impregnable wall for everyone, but he had the only weakness. You were the one who was able to first melt his block of ice in the chest, one who could conquer his consciousness, thoughts, heart and soul. With you, he was an affectionate kitten, he did everything for you. He was beautiful in intimacy. Tenderness and rudeness were ridiculous in his sharp shocks. He could rudely enter, caress, and then gently hug behind the waist and reassure when the body would whine after the next night. So only he could competently combine it. He recently arrived from his service and immediately rushed to you by taxi. When he wrote to you about this, you prepared a delicious dinner with expensive wine and scarlet roses. As soon as he flew into the apartment, he grabbed you in his arms and starting to bite you by the neck, putting a mark. Sun, how I was waiting for you. How I want to see your trembling legs, how I want to feel your burning fabrics inside.

GOST

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