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Lies And Desires

Lies And Desires

Author: Grace Chanbee
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Chapter 1 1. It all started this way

Word Count: 1279    |    Released on: 07/06/2022

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ven as I walked faster, trying to escape t

at he didn't try to hide, I couldn't help it anymore. I had to leave him. I had to run far away from him. I had to

rcely, scattering dust and dirt, some of which got into my eyes,

that I wasn't looking at where I was going,

as not to lure him towards the alley which I now stood in, w

from the alley anymore. It gave me hope, and an assurance that I could b

to see his hardened face, laced with a crooked smile. I couldn't tell how he had go

irm hand grabbed mine and pulled me back, w

dark eyes met mine, and I began to t

you've seen a g

my eyes, and rolled down my cheeks. I hadn't wanted him t

't I?" He asked, pu

still hyper

g my heart into many different pi

u did," I

nd without warning, he forced his lips on mine, pulling my hair with his han

, as I dived my tongue into his mouth, twirling my tongue around his, tasting t

esent. He pushed me to the wall, and nibbled on my neck with his teeth, after which he

ts nipple, he sucked diligently on the right one, making me feel pleasan

omach sunk inside, with a tingling sens

ith a gasp and desire, and began to fondle with the area

r into my pussy hole. I cried out loud. "Do it again," I managed to

ng with another shattering moan. He continued to thrust his finger in, still licking my clit, until a

manhood, which stood erect. He began a steady rhythm of sliding his dick into my wet pussy, and I couldn

ng loudly, scre

rhood," He said, placing his strong hand over my m

asure, which couldn't be heard, exactly as he wanted it. My teeth were chatterin

only get it by holding on to him tightly. He was still driving his dick into me, hitting my g-

in a long time as he made it seem like it was the first time, and I began to question if leaving h

was getting into again. Recently, he had returned from prison, and if I tried to l

from him. I wasn't ready to drown into an unending slumber just yet, and my eight-year-old brother still needed me around. I d

pocket and pulled the trigger, shooting him in the chest, without giving him a chance to

but I wasn't sorry; I was sure all his previous victims had al

, as he collapsed heavily

sfactory smile appeared on my face, as I fled into the darkness, pleased with myse

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