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He reached under her blanket and touched her ankle. She felt heat between her legs and shame crossed her face. She should be fighting him, kicking and screaming! She just lay there though, looking into his big blue eyes, her pussy involuntarily, gushing.
Liam pulled back her blanket, and revealed her legs. She was in a white tank top and white lace panties.
He started touching and rubbing her. He had thought about those chocolate thighs for 2 days straight. He couldn't take it anymore when she wasn't on campus again today, and he schemed to get a set of master keys and send her father far away, over to the college.
"My dad..." Naomi whispered, as he stood up and removed his clothes.
"Is gone for hours..." Liam growled and he climbed on top of her.
***Part 2 Deerfield college, if interested!*** 😊
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoSo dumb. The bitch may have been clueless at first, but she would have told her parents in a heartbeat. So she's strong enough not to tell her parents what happened, but not smart enough to gut the asshole when he walked into her room. It doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure out the emotions of a limp dick rapist and a victim. It's a traumatizing event and usually, if available, the trauma is transferred to the rapist. Ie: knife, baseball bat,handgun, hammer.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoEnjoyed reading you for the first time. Like your style and look forward to many more
