Impregnated By The Mafia Don
The covers were hot around me, and I felt almost trapped as I struggled, tears streaming down my face as I tried to separate myself from the tangled sheets, but nothing gave way.
It felt like a battle, like hundreds of hands were keeping me in place, winding the covers further and further around my body until it was impossible to be released. Trying to do something rational, I put all my efforts into finding the end of the sheets, my fingers shaking and searching until I grasped the edge with the plastic disks. I could tear the blankets away, the blood-red color making my vision almost tunnel as images of the blood from my nightmare appeared in his mind, the red liquid dripping through my ey
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