Sumisa-Lily: “You’re Mine, Mo Duinne,” He Said Softly, Pressing Himself Into My Depths. “Mine Alone, Now And Forever. Mine, Whether Ye Will It Or No.” I Pulled Against His Grip, And Sucked In My Breath With A Faint “Ah” As He Pressed Even
sumisa-lily: “To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if I break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. Nothing else affects me. Small doses, moderate loves, all half-shades, leave me cold. I like extravagance, heat.
