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These conversations between us
Friday, March 22nd, 2024 01:52 am
"ππ₯π’π°π’ πππππππππππππ ππ’π±π΄π’π’π« π²π° π₯ππ³π’ ππ’π π¬πͺπ’ π°π¬πͺπ’π±π₯π¦π«π€ π’π©π°π’ π’π«π±π¦π―π’π©πΆ," Hannibal mused as he worked at Will's fly. "ππ’π©π© πͺπ’, ππ¦π©π©, π‘π¬ πΆπ¬π² π£π¦π«π‘ π±π₯π¦π° π±π₯π’π―πππ’π²π±π¦π ?"
"πΎπ» πππ'ππ πΆπ·πππ ππ πΉπ ππ½πΆπ πΌ'π πΎππΆππΎππΎππ ππ πΏππΈπππ, πΌ ππΎππ π»πΎππΉ πΎπ πΎππππππππ ππ½πππΆπ
ππππΎπΈ"
Hannibal looked him right in the eye and smiled beatifically. "ππ²π©π© πΆπ¬π²π― π₯π¦ππ° π²π π°π¬ ℑ π ππ« π€π’π± π±π₯π’π°π’ π¬π£π£."
Obeying the Dr's request, Will lifted his hips as he was exposed to the warmth of the room. His arousal already beginning to show.
