194215 – REELL – HOFHEIMER BRATS – EIN HAUCH VON NICHTS

For Lady Stefanie and me, you don’t even exist, yet you always crave our attention, and all it takes is a certain whisper to draw you into dependency. You gaze transfixed at the sheer nylons and delicate feet moving slowly before your eyes. The toes spread, as does the nylon, and it is through this gap that you see us, but we do not see you.
REELL - HOFHEIMER BRATS - EIN HAUCH VON NICHTS
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