And like a slave to a master, my body shatters into a million pieces as I cum into his hands and he releases into me.
With our both bodies filled with sweat
I look at him and mouth, I want more papi
I felt him harden, still inside of me.
Back to reality, I did have a neighbour Amanda; she died during child birth. She suffered silently, when she shared her story, it melted my heart. There are a lot like her with no companion to listen to their pains or sufferings, to console them, so they suffer alone.
I guess life continues…
When I saw Stacy I saw another girl affected by life, I wanted to write a story but I fell in love instead, so I comforted her. Looking at her still, lifeless body I wish I had the power to bring her back or let her see flowers rather than the cold hands of death…..
He taps open my legs, standing between me, he plunges deep inside of me.
The impact shattering me into a thousand tiny pieces as I bite my lips to keep me from screaming.
He plunged deeper into my walls as I scream for him to go harder
He treated me like his whore but I liked it