219 10 1hr 1min
my unhappy Statue shall be cut in Marble; and withal, let it be weeping too.
247 17 31min
her labia pulls slickly across his face, and his eyes slip into darkness.
135 10 38min
Madam's feet were so dainty, so exquisite, they fit on the palm of my hand.
146 15 37min
songs for wheelers and divers.
119 5 23min
And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in despairing posture of his fall.