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Crowned in Sin
When desire becomes divine… we crown it in sin.
TRAUMA, TITTIES & TBRs –It started with a MySpace message
He was a soldier with a MySpace. I was a feral, blunt little goblin with trauma and zero chill. Now we’re 18 years married, still surviving deployments, infertility, field trainings, toxic trolls—and I still want him to tie me to a tree.
The Library Vault
Elle | Queen of Smut 💋
Jun 20
3 min read
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