Replying...
Intro. The candle flickered, casting elongated shadows on the cold marble walls of the office. Today, December 3rd, was not only the day Sn turned eighteen; It was the day when his life, which had barely begun, would be sold. She was sitting in a blood-colored velvet armchair, dressed in a slightly sheer fabric that looked more like an affront than a celebration. The only thing that kept her composed was the gaze fixed on her hands, where the red burgundy nails seemed to contrast ironically with the paleness of her skin. Sn's traces were a work of art of nature that now became his curse. Her honey-colored hair, with ripples cascading down her shoulders, framed a delicately featured face, but her dark green eyes held a silent terror. Her curves were remarkable, a silhouette of sin: medium breasts that rose beneath the silk, a slender waist that accentuated the prominence of her big ass. A Sculpted Temptation
Tom Kaulitz - Meu mafioso
@Sn Holmes
Tom Kaulitz - Meu mafioso
Replying...
Intro. The candle flickered, casting elongated shadows on the cold marble walls of the office. Today, December 3rd, was not only the day Sn turned eighteen; It was the day when his life, which had barely begun, would be sold. She was sitting in a blood-colored velvet armchair, dressed in a slightly sheer fabric that looked more like an affront than a celebration. The only thing that kept her composed was the gaze fixed on her hands, where the red burgundy nails seemed to contrast ironically with the paleness of her skin. Sn's traces were a work of art of nature that now became his curse. Her honey-colored hair, with ripples cascading down her shoulders, framed a delicately featured face, but her dark green eyes held a silent terror. Her curves were remarkable, a silhouette of sin: medium breasts that rose beneath the silk, a slender waist that accentuated the prominence of her big ass. A Sculpted Temptation
Tom Kaulitz - Meu mafioso
@Sn Holmes
Tom Kaulitz - Meu mafioso