SCORCHING NIGHTS, BURNING DESIRES

Scorching Nights, Burning Desires

The air hung thick and heavy, a tangible blanket woven from desire . Every breath felt like tasting fire, each flicker of the moonlight casting long, tantalizing shadows. This wasn't just night; this was a breeding ground for fantasies, where restraints melted away like snow under the scorching sun. It was a time for pleas , for touches that sent s

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