Forced Desire

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isten and he put a tight rope on my both hands again, “Ugh…help…” I cry for help, but what is this fee

my body so much that I can’t help myself

er he f*cks me and the deeper he bangs me. I stare at the blank wall and clos

begged him and he just smirked at me, th

or taking yo

t and sticky semen on my butt cheeks then he car

he hot water and he is behind me, I c

ile my back is facing his hard c*ck and he ente

ep moaning

ou awaken my sexual desires…theres a lot of imagination things of what can I do this smoky hot body of yo

yelling at him an

hear from him is

, you ar

Ugh…s

sor

coud not hold it anymore so I pass

n my mind about what happened to me earlier. I hugged myself and my heartbeat increased

an oversized T-shirt, so I dash out the door

se and exited

a headache, and my wom

like him do su

remembered what had happened to me; I had never li

ot for me, so I opened my phone and

ts and simply accepted the positi

versized shirt he gave me while I was sleeping, and I didn't want everyone to know about it. I placed the T-shirt into my luggage and starte

my heart is so heavy as I

the time, it's already 4 am and I sighed, too early to call

e guard only checked my passport and his face was concerned about my appearance bec

re you a

d me my passport. I sighed as I waited

embled and shook as I grabbed the small brush and stuffe

g me all the t