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"Try me." Rayne said, his voice confident, not showing any signs of anxiousness or ambivalence. "Why don't you try and see hm? Tell me something you'd want to try, say and do what you want, I'm not holding you back. You aren't a pet, you're a vampire, you're strong."
Rayne stayed on his knees, his hands rubbing along Ashley's ass, feeling just how perfectly they filled his hands as he squeezed. "Mm, come on, tell me." Rayne said, his voice bordering on a demand, but not entirely.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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