HELL 🔪 (~a fillie story~)
finnieandmillstorys
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  • مقروء 19,427
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  • الوقت 2h 10m
finnieandmillstorys
إكمال، تم نشرها في أكتـ 09, 2018
fillie
"I seen the way you looked at him"
Jacob said as he held on to my hair, Closes to my scalp 

"Jacob all I did wa-" he pulled me down onto the floor hard leaving me to whimper in pain, I cried 

"Don't tell me what u did, I saw you, YOU STUPID BITCH!!"he screamed and slapping me across the face with his hard as rock rings on his hand, leaving a dark purple and a blue mark on my face, as the blood dripped down from my cheekbones to the bottom of my chin onto the the brown wooden hard floor
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