Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard. — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard. — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard. — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard. — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard. — Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
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