Lidah Terasa Kasar Mga Nobela at Kwento

"S …. s.. … op" How long is this torture going to last! "P- p …..eash…." She made to beg but the words wouldn't come out properly. Her eyes began to move upwards in their sockets showing only the white part, "Pl...ease…. st … op!" He let go of the button. "Gah!" Isadora coughed violently, still feeling the violent tingles in her throat. It felt cracked and raw, the taste of blood was strong in her mouth. "If you want to live, never try that again." His hoarse voice filtered into her ears, it delivered a warning she must abide by.

Napakunot noo ako nang marinig ko ang labis na pagkabahala sa boses niya. "I-i'm k..." pikit-matang sagot ko. Wala sa sariling napahawak ako sa lalamunan. It feels like sand paper. Weird, pero bakit bigla akong hirap magsalita? Ang dami kong gustong itanong sa kanya pero bakit parang naging bakal ang dila ko? What's wrong with me?

he growled softly, mouth brushing my ear. “Not on how good it feels to have an older man’s hard dick pressed up against your ass while the whole bike shakes your balls and makes your hole twitch. Breathe through it, Liam. In and out. Don’t hold it in your chest… or lower.” “I’m trying,” I managed, voice wrecked. “But every time we hit something it… it rubs harder. Your cock’s so fucking big and hard and it won’t stop pressing.” He chuckled again, dark and pleased.

Idris rises from his bench slowly, looking down at my plain mask. "Ms. Okafor, it smells like your wolf carries a massive amount of hatred toward my throne." "I wouldn't dare hate a King," I lie, my voice shaking. My face turns completely red as my brain remembers how his heavy fangs tore the skin off my lips until my head went dizzy. My chest starts pounding so fast it sounds like a war drum. Idris can see the frustration vibrating through my fur, but his voice stays completely smooth and indifferent.

She said angrily, wanting to leave the car immediately. *Scoffs* “It's no joke, Ida, tell Corbin, and you'd hasten our plan, I knew what I heard that night, you are not married to him, and you are not pregnant for him, you are just a whore…" Hearing that, Ida got angry, turning back to face Delta, as she gave her a resounding slap. “Would you please say that again Ms. Delta Colorado,” Ida said to Delta who had her hands reddened cheek.

Lyla( 23 years old) I hated the sound of my father’s car. “Lyla?”, my mama stood at the entrance of the door. I removed the air pods max I had on, my sweat coating my forehead. Mama scowled. “Cover that up. You don't want him to see.” She pointed at my tattoo. I still remember when she saw it for the first time. The gasp followed by the rapid Russian insults under her breath. Mama only reverted to her mother's language when she was stressed.

The boy said timidly as if afraid to speak up, "I am quite heavy, aren't I?" "What?" Her cheeks were flushed and her heart began to race, "Of course not! You are perfect." She lied through her teeth. Damn it, he was quite heavy but she couldn't say it to his face and traumatize the young child. "You can put me down, big sister. I eat a lot and my mother says I look like a bloated steamed bun." Eli said emotionally, fiddling with his hands wrapped around her neck. Pity and anger stirred inside of Islinda because of his words. What kind of mother says that to her child? Islinda hadn't even met his mother and she decided she hated her. She would give that woman a piece of her mind when she find

asik din nito na lalo kong ikinainis. Wala sa sariling nai-krus ko ang mga braso ko sa dibdib ko. Ramdam ko ang init ng mukha ko dahil sa kahihiyan at pagkairita sa kanya. Oo nga't ‘di kalakihan ang hinaharap ko, pero ang ipagdikdikan sa mukha ko ang pagiging flat!? Aba'y sobra na ‘yun, ah! "FYI, ‘di ako flat! May umbok kaya!" depensa ko.

Cplasshh! "Shaming the family!" Cplasshh!! "How did you become like this, Aiden!" Cplassh!! "Who taught you to be like this!!!" Cplasshh!!! "Hahh..Hahh...Hahh...Hahh..." Gito panted, releasing all his emotions. "Akhhh....! Uhuk uhuk uhuk!" Aiden's voice finally came out after being whipped several times. He fell to the floor, his cheek touching the ground, his breath raspy just like Gito's. Gito continued his activity. Cplashh!.... Cplashh!.... Splash! Splash! Cplassh!!! Gito showered Aiden with lashes. Suddenly, someone barged into the whipping.

Although Summer did not grow up in Sea City, the idiom should not be used like that. She looked at Jasper blankly and did not know if what she said was correct. Jasper raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He tried very hard to hold back his laughter. Sure enough, indirect insults were the most deadly form of provocation. "You—!" Angered, Lydia cried again. She got up, put down her chopsticks, and looked at Jasper. "Big Brother Jasper, Miss Plath doesn't seem to like me very much. I'll wait for you in the main mansion. I think we need to talk about some things."