“UNH!—UNH!—UNH!” her loud gasps came with each impact of Dr. Valentine’s hips against the yielding silky cushion of her captive buttocks. “UG-G-GUH!” A tiny muscle gave an involuntary twitch inside her p***y, briefly hugging that invading male shaft.
What was that? Oh my God, what is he doing to me...
“UH-H-H!”
And there it is again! What does it mean? Is he killing me? Oh, NO!
Violet gritted her teeth, crushing her eyelids shut even tighter. The roiling turmoil in her belly filled her with an indescribable revulsion. Her p***y felt hot, and shivered with a mystifying, unendurable itch that panicked her.
I’m going to die! I’m going to die! No, please, stop this! I don’t want to die! Oh, please, make this go away!
Dr. Valentine’s sensual attack only intensified, spiraling her mind out
