Elena

I couldn’t breathe, finding the aura of the person familiar, too familiar that it was taunting.

The hand still firm around my waist.

“Who are you?” I dared not move recklessly, knowing that everything which was happening was a fucking set up and my life was dreadfully along the path of death. Controlling my breath was a waste of time because I gasp hard.

One of the persons hand had crawled it’s way to settle on my thighs, stretching and dragging upwards to my naked womanhood. A shiver rubbed off my mouth and it wasn’t good. The person’s touches was quite bringing back the horny feeling.

I fought passed...