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"Where the fuck did you come from ......"The presence of the stranger had originally annoyed Chad.But as soon as he turned his head and saw the man in a wheelchair in front of him, his expression immediately changed."You, you're Hermosa's ...... friend, aren't you?" Chad let go of Hermosa , walking over to Brent with an ingratiating smile on his face. He had known that this man and Hermosa had an unusual relationship, but he hadn't expected the other man to come to Hermosa in person on a night like this.Hermosa had said she had no money, but with their relationship, it would be a simple matter of getting some money.The next thing he heard Brent say, "How much do you want?""Oh, what are you talking about."Chad smiled, faked a few excuses and immediately changed the subject, "Look, Hermosa, hermum's been sick lately and she needs the money. ...... The doctor said we're fifty thousand dollars short.""Is that enough?"Hermosa was listening impatiently and was about to say somethi

"Yes. ......"She looked down, watching Brent reach down and unbutton and unzip her own trousers, revealing the black lace panties inside.The fragile lace pattern was wet with transparent love juices. Her pussy lips were pitiful and beautiful like a chick trapped in a cage.The fleshy flower between her legs was so hot and itchy that she couldn't even take off her panties and reached to part it to unzip Brent's trousers."Don't be in such a hurry."Brent stopped Hermosa instead . He wasn't hard enough for it to be that comfortable for each other if he fxcked straight in now, "I'll touch you first."There was no lubricant in the car, so Brent brought two fingers to Hermosa's lips and nudged them. Her slightly open eyes blinked in fascination at Brent, as if she had been fxcked hard at the moment he poked his fingers into her mouth. In Brent's eyes, her lover looked like a fallen angel intoxicated in the pale luminescent blue sea of Life of Pi.Even in her revealing dress, even in her

On that summer night four years ago, he was still in graduate school and he and his friends were partying late into the night. When it was over he was too drunk to drive and didn't want to go home drunk and get nagged by his mother, so he got a hotel room.Room 320 at the New York Hilton. Brent hadn't thought of that number often for over four years, but subconsciously it had been tied to that dream-like sex. He couldn't forget it in any way. The morning after that summer night, Brent half-opened his eyes in a daze when a beautiful, flustered back caught his eye, the faint glow of the sunrise a light golden filter on her smooth waist. The girl couldn't resist stealing a glance back at Brent, who was lying on the bed, but she found him staring straight at her. She averted her eyes in panic and quickly put on her clothes and shoes and stumbled out of the room.Brent fell back asleep with a hangover headache. When he woke up, even the traces of the girl in the bed had disappeared withou

As a child, Hermosa loved to spend time alone in the second-hand bookshop next to her school reading fairy tales. The girls in the stories went through all sorts of ups and downs, but in the end, they all waited for their fairy godmother or their prince to come to their rescue. From then on, whenever something bad happened in her life, Hermosa would silently pray that someone good would suddenly appear and save her from the hellish world she was living in.Everything would be fine, Hermosa always thought as a child. Until the years went by and reality whipped her over and over again. As she grew up, she realised that fairy tales were just a mirror image of real life. As beautiful as the stories are, reality is cruel.Hermosa has lost the last glimmer of light in her eyes. She couldn't even cry, she just stared at the corner of the stool in sluggish.Randolph didn't just want her to go to Brent's basement, he wanted her to kill him when she found those things.Hermosa couldn't believe

"I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, ever."Brent looked into Hermosa's eyes as he said the words.Those dark eyes were filled with nothing but lust and a heavy dose of sincerity.That sincerity was Hermosa's aphrodisiac and hallucinogen, and she would have given anything for it.So Hermosa compromised.She stood up, her long, white legs still shaking from the orgasm that had not long passed.The height of the rope must have been calculated by Brent, and Hermosa had just spread her legs to straddle the rope when the first knot grinded against her swollen clit. Hermosa whimpered with pleasure as her legs went limp and the rope sank deeper into her flesh beside clit."Ahhhh!"Hermosa cried out in comfort, dripping lust dripping uncontrollably from that fleshy hole and falling onto the tiles in a crystal glistening juice."Hermosa, turn your head and look at yourself." Brent's eyes darkened and his voice was hoarse with command."Oooh ......"Hermosa was sweating, a luscious pink flush o