LUUV. Kareflore and Abbadon find comfort in each other, forgetting the reality show cameras that film their lives
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Kareflore listened for the sound at the door and smiled. It was him—Abbadon, her boyfriend, whose body was as artfully tattooed as her own. She had been waiting for him all evening, counting the minutes, and now she could finally hold him close. Abbadon walked in, immediately sensing her eager gaze. He was tired, but all he needed was her affection. They both knew their lives were a reality show, with cameras capturing their every move, but at that moment, they only cared about their love, and they forgot about everything else.
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We need to steal the bastard.
Why?
Why?
He married me.
Why?
All right, fuck you.
Why?
All right, well, that's the catch.
I'm telling you, we're just gonna hang out.
It's such a-a typical conclusion.
_.
What?
I'm very flammable.
Bitch.
Okay.
Fuck, you bitch.
How proud are you?
That's it, I'm.
I'm sorry, fuck.
Give me the pictures.
I won't.
I'll drink you.
Come on.
A minute or two.
Son, don't cry.
Don't cry.
Please don't cry.
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
Dangerous night.
He's fucking swallowing on me.
No, you're a dick.
I'll tell you what, you're a fucking mess.
No, you fucked up.
Tell me.
Tell me.
Mom.
I'm a sweet baby.
I have sweets too.
I'm sweet.
Why not?
Why you?
Oh, yeah.
It's gonna be tough.
Do I have to get up?
No, no, no.
Don't do that.
You are.
All right, catch.
Okay.
One second.
And...
And...
And...
Sandy.
Is that it, Lech? No, it's better.
What, me?
Yeah, it's not working.
Huh?
It's not working.
Aah!
I wonder what you're going to do to me now.
What are you coming to me for?
Are you going to touch yourself, Rom?
Nothing.
Fuck.
Yeah, you know why she was painting rocks?
Oh, my God. - I just did.
Fuck!
Bye.
_.
More or less.
That's what I did.
I get it.
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