traffic | s.m

traffic | s.m

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Traffic. It's filled with people with their own stories, what happens when a loud, rebellious teenager crosses paths with a hot but deadly gang leader? Shoes are a girl's best friend, when it comes to fashion, and escaping from gangs. ________________________________________ Why is the traffic so bad today? I look out of the window, and ignore the impulse to cry. A large, black Range Rover is beside me. In the driver's seat sits the same man from last night, this time with a bandage attached to his head. Oops. As if he hears me, he looks up and straight at me, before saying something to the back seats and smirking at me. Before I know it, I have 5 men marching towards my car. One thing before I die: I'm fucked.
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Samantha is a lone walker her whole life she has been alone, which is how she likes it. she is hoping to spend her last year at university or 'hell' as she calls it peacefully, but all of that changes when she meets "his grace'. he turns her life upside down, but her life is at stake because if she is not the chosen one for him, his beast will come to life and end her. he looks at me from head to toe fucking me with his eyes. "strip" he demands and for some stupid reason it turns me on. he sits on a chairs and watches me. i debate if i should do it or not but if i don't this nigga looks like he might just fuckin kill me. i slowly strip while moving my body in a sexy way giving him a show to watch. he watches my every move like a lion watching its prey. i stop once i am left in my panties on only. "lay down on the bed" he demands in his deep sexy voice. i do as i am told i walk to the bed slowly while shaking my hips. i bend as i turn and lay on my back as i await my next instruction. "play with yourself". he says. i look at him in disbelieve. that statement alone had my body going crazy. i suck my two fingers and playing around with my clit, it came to life as it felt the friction. my back lifted from the bed as my body is enjoying what it is feeling. i insert two fingers in my already wet punani. i start moving fast while moaning. my other hand goes to my nibble and starts playing with. my moans get louder as my toes curl and i cum undone. seconds later i feel him taking my panties of and his head went straight into my punani not giving it time to cool down. he starts licking and sucking on my pussy like its his last meal. my moans right now are on sky high. as i feel my orgasm near he stops completely. he pulls my body to the headboard. he takes the chains and chains me into the bed. my heart right now is on my throat. "your safe word for tonight is lace" he says.

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