Is the real queen still a part of me, lying dormant and broken in the darkest corner of my heart? Xnxx porn Raw and unrelenting sobs choke me as I cradle my head in my arms and dread the days to come. I caress it with my other hand and he curls it lovingly around my wrist. We revel in the bliss we create for one another. I watch him jadedly, wondering when his self-proclaimed “horrendous temper” will make its appearance. A child. But it’s not a norma baby. They shoot toward my weeping sex as well as the promise of a long-awaited release, only to be stopped by the dark clutches of my lover. When he brings them out they’re coated in a thick colourless gel. I crane my neck back, unable to deal with the agonising wait and Asmodeus brings his lips down to my neck. All day I’ve experienced irrational emotions; jealousy, betrayal, sorrow and anger, all leading to uncontrollable tears and how could I forget the bouts of nausea?
