And for all those years, she used to think that there was still something left. It was so uncertain, but there "WAS" always a thing, unexplainable, unconventional, irresistible and irrevocable which had always bound her to believe that there "IS" still a ray of light on the other side of tunnel.
And there came a day when she started getting signals. Signals making her more alive. Signals that were enlightening her dreams, provoking her wishes and making all her beliefs seem so real. She doubted many times that this can't be true. But the things that have never been in her favour all of a sudden started to support each and every of her thought. Nature was on her side?!?!?!?. That can't happen as it was so good to be true.
But soon enough Livora started believing! All those signs she was recieving, all those feelings she was having and all those emotions she was experiencing, everything seemed so powerful, pure and from within. Once again, life got beautiful and meaningful. And she started getting so attached. She used to wait for more of such indications, and getting them, every now and then, every emotion and every intuition was becoming more and more strong and deep with every passing day. She was totally consumed with whatever it was.
But damn it's "HER" life. And good times "HERE" never last long. Like all those good days, this was a good, normal day but wait until its going to become hell.
11th February (9:15 P.M)
Do you think things are ever going to be normal? Ahh!
LIVORA KNIGHT are you kidding me?
Wake Up baby Dream Over.
And she realized NOTHING was true.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+]
"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....