'His unique, long tongue, slithered between her jaws, tasting her saliva and finding its way down her throat. Ezra whimpered, barely able to gag much less breathe with her throat so stuffed. One of their tongues felt like a cock itself, just a little more flexible. Even so, she did not back out or make any indication...
The city was simply urban, just like she'd imagined - tall buildings in an exact grid pattern. Ubiquitous skyscrapers were smudged by the fog-filled sky. Cars raced between red traffic lights, stubbornly flickering in the grey mist that embraced the city of Seattle.
This story is based on the struggles that i been through in life and also where i am coming from. This story take back from when I was in the Ghetto until now. This story also mention my friends, family, teachers and more.