Author: zxclkjzxklcj
Word count: 6636
I am a thief. I come out to commit crimes in the dead of night. On this day, I sneaked into a residential area with an accomplice. He was not yet 18 years old this year and he also did this kind of shameful deed. We agreed that I would go to guard the sentry and he would go to steal. Things went smoothly and the community was very quiet. This kind of dark and windy night is our favorite. After all, he is still inexperienced, but he has been gone for half an hour and he has not been seen. I was a little anxious to wait. Just when I was about to send him a message, I suddenly felt a shock in my neck, my eyes went dark, and I didn’t know anything. 9. At most 30 years old, she is very beautiful, with a kind of mature beauty all over her body. At this moment, she is staring at me with beautiful eyes, and she is not talking. Her figure is not slim, but she is very sexy, with huge double peaks, strong thighs wrapped in fashionable black silk, snow-white and powerful arms, and the most alluring thing is her plump, round, and upturned buttocks in tight denim shorts. Obviously, she is the hostess of this room, a beautiful, fashionable, seductive and sexy little woman , Just as I was admiring her appearance, she suddenly grabbed my collar roughly with one hand, and pulled me out of the toilet like a dog, “Come with me”, she said while pulling, and I was pulled into the living room. There was a big photo in the living room. She shook her head, didn’t dare to answer, just heard a slap in the face, her hand was so strong that it made my eyes full of gold stars, “playing with me in silence? Don’t tell me, right?” She pulled me into a room again. As soon as I entered, I was stunned. I saw my accomplice was naked, and the whole person was a “big” character. Both hands and feet were tied to a wooden board. It was obviously a torture bed. She smiled at me, and walked towards my friend gracefully, twisting her buttocks, she came to his bed, looked down at him, then sat on the edge of the bed, stroked his face with her hand, smiled slightly, and said, “Tell me, what are you doing at my house late at night?” Two stocking feet blocked his face at the same time, not paying attention to the gap,The two feet kept rubbing against his face. I could feel the painful struggle of my companion, but it was useless. His hands and feet were bound. This restraint lasted for about three minutes before the young woman’s feet left. The prisoner under her feet breathed like a freshman. Prisoners don’t have the slightest chance to struggle
Please register as a member to read the complete novel content, click this link to enter the registration page.