Cara knelt in the autumn leaves, blonde hair a mess, her shirt cut open, revealing soft skin to the chilly air. Ghostface dominated her space, one gloved hand seizing her face, forcing her eyes to his eerie mask. The other held the knife, its edge teasing along her jaw—firm, possessive. Her body pressed hard against his knees, a shiver of heat cutting through her fear. “This will be quick,” he whispered, voice a dark, velvet threat, his grip unyielding. “Or maybe it won't be” Her breath caught, lips trembling, resistance fraying.
Model: Caralynn's Makeup
Ghostface: Joe Gallow
📸: Gallow Moments
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2025-03-12 15:24:00 +0000 UTC