Amara was so tired that she passed out. She was covered in sticky sweat and their bodily fluids. Her wet black hair stuck to her fair face. Her face was full of spring and charm after being loved by a man. She was like a crabapple wet by dew, lazy and charming. Callous was very energetic. His eyes were shining and he stared at Amara under him without blinking. His face was full of satisfaction and satisfaction.
Finally, he got her again. Callous's eyes were full of tenderness, and he reached out and caressed Amara's cheek affectionately. She was back in his arms again, so good! So many years have passed, and the people around Callous have been persuading him to let go, persuading him to come out, telling him what is the right thing to do, and that he had done something wrong in the past.
