Her body arched
into a bow, hips churning and twisting franticly; her arms strained. XXX Read 31959 times |
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She remembered the terror that ran through her body; a cold, vileness that she
could smell and taste. She didn’t know it at the time;
they had driven the car into a large lorry – a moving van – and calmly drove
away, eventually finding their way to a deserted warehouse on the London docks. And she saw
their blackness, their forbidden color and her mind erupted with fascination,
passion, and lust. Blushing fiercely, she stood there with her arms covering her panting
chest, with only a flimsy pair of panties, stockings and a garter belt left
