His captive coffin
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Last published Sun, May 16, 2021
My god that wap dance by dorek
My goodness i never thought he will do that, his hip ooh my god i was like .....
Okay its too late i need to go ,my parents will be worried
Okay babes bye
Anna :-just give me a call jeny after you reach
Okay lia ,anna and my lily byee love u (i waved them and then the real life in coffin starts)
Would u like me to drop you?-unfamiliar voice
Oh thanku sir
Oh no thats not the route sir....please stop
Ahhh mommm uhhhhh please stop
Helppp mee
Momm...daddd...i screamed
Please stop sir mam pls tell him to stop
Please dont do that please sir
Ahhhhh...........
If you are brave then lets check it a story of a 21 years old girl kept captive in coffin brutally harmed ,sexually abused,yes detaineed me .....
P.S english is not my native language
hope you will definitely like it
Thankyou ❤
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