My stomach churned and every step he took did something nasty to me. I felt welt in between. My titties became so hard and I didn't know the force that made me get on my feet. Where does he think he is coming from?
No, please don't come closer to me. I hastened my footsteps and made my way into the restroom. I could still hear his footsteps following me.
I f*****g hate you, Drake.
My p***y got wetter and I felt my inside quivering. As I was about to shut the door, his leg blocked the door and he overpowered me. I took steps backwards until my back landed on the white sink connected to the bathroom mirror.
"What are you doing, p*****t?"
He smiled licking his lips. I don't know but his sexy dimples made him look more handsome.
"Now, you won't be running away from me. I have got yo
