PB-117 EBOOK
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They were fucking well coming after her again…
Sadie glanced over her shoulder and saw them, three of them. They were vague in outline, nebulous and dream-like, but there was no mistake about them or what they wanted to do to her.
They swaggered and rolled their shoulders and bumped their pricks toward her. They stared at the way her cute ass wriggled inside the tight pants as she hurried along the dark street.
They passed in front of a store window, and the sputtering sign cast a greenish hue over them, giving a ghastly, nightmarish quality to their lustful grins.
A block behind them, the movie house was dark already, locked up after the last feature she’d just seen. Ahead of her, three blocks away, lay home and safety.
But she wasn’t going to make it. Sadie knew it by the hollow ache in her cuntal walls. She knew it by the way her breath caught in her throat and the way her knees locked and gave and made her lurch along through the darkness.
She sucked in air. Her pert buttocks clenched tightly and released. Her budding tits pushed fitfully against the thin material of her blouse.
They jiggled and swayed firmly on her chest, unrestrained by a bra, and the rubbing of her nipples made the sensitive nubs spike and stretch from the ends of her pointed tits, as if they yearned for her to slow down and let warm mouths suckle them.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.