My last hope

My last hope

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WpMetadataReadErwachseneninhaltAbgeschlossene Geschichte Mo., Jan. 23, 20172Std 28Min
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Martina is an 16 year old girl with anorexia. She's getting Really ill but when jorge Came in her Life he completly change it. Will he succeed to help her?
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{BOOK1} I open my eyes to a dark room as my senses slowly crept in. This isn't a pillow! Pillow don't have abs or heartbeats. My head snuggled into a chest, legs tangled up and strong muscular arms wrapped around me protectively. I yelp and struggled against a vice grip that didn't even budge. " Let go of me y-you y-ou beast. " That's all I could come up with? My treacherous body has no urgency to fight against our captor. I wiggle my body and prayed for some sort of adrenaline rush while cursing and calling him every bad word I know. Which regrettably isn't a lot. In a swift move, he's between my legs and my dress yanks up to my hips. His warm shirtless tone body smashes into mine and pinned my arms above my head. I felt a slight panic so I wiggle and squirm even more yelling at him. He groans low in this throat and flexed his hips. "OH" I seize my action immediately when I felt his solid hard erection nudge me, sending all sort of confusing sensations throughout my body. I gasp. " I told you to stop moving." He teased. I can't see his face but I can still feel his intense smug gaze on me. " Get off of me you. you. you-" " Bastard?" He helps. " Yes, bastard!" Can't even come up with your own insult Silver. I scold myself. " When I imagine you writhing beneath me you're moaning and screaming my name..." His lips brush my cheek. Oh god " while that sweet wet tight pussy of your's contract around my dick as I thrust deep inside of you." His hoarse deep voice filled with so much passion, lust and desire. I swear if I wasn't lying down I would be on the floor. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.

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