MIDNIGHT TOUCH

MIDNIGHT TOUCH

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jun 18, 2025
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Darkness. All I can see was darkness,my body is aching and I can feel that any minute from now I'll collapse but I won't let that happen without scaping from that man. I feel exhausted and scared but I won't stop me from escaping.I was gasping for air and my legs are shaky. I can still hear their footsteps. May papalit sa kinaroroonan ko kaya mabilis akong nagtago. "My baby loves hide and seek huh" I was trembling and holding my breath cause I know,one wrong move ay mahuhuli niya ako. "Hide baby,run if you must but once I caught you.I will fuck you so hard and lock you in my room forever" He said in a very husky voice like he was so turn on and happy by this situation. "Run for your life baby" he laughed.
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