In My Desperate Time

Hungry for man? No, I don’t!

“No, no, no. I said It was an accident. Frances Louis, let me go!”

I look at my red wrist pinched by him and feel helpless. Frances Louis is a much more possessive man than I thought.

“If you want more people to notice you, just shout loudly.” Says Frances Louis quietly, without turning his head.

Even if I don’t do anything, just standing next to Frances Louis would have attracted enough attention. So, I can only obediently shut the mouth, let him lead me forward.

“Mr. Louis, why are you leaving here so soon? This is a special birthday party for you.” 'says someone.

“Have a good time. I've got some personal matters to deal with.”

That man gives me a deep and meaningful look.

“I understand, take your time.”

Frances Louis leads me all the way into the elevator. As the doors closes, he presses me against the wall and kisses me straight down.

His kisses sweep over me like a storm, encroaching on my sanity.

Suddenly I notice the camera opposite flashing red dots. If others see us kissing like this, I really have no face to see them.

“Ca…camera.”

I try hard to extruded this word from my lips.

It takes several seconds for Frances Louis to stop. He turns to the camera coldly and commands, “turn it off now.”

two seconds, the red spots

is really a big shot with

that someone is

I finish, my words are blocked up by Frances Louis’s

desire in my heart. I feel my whole body heat

way down and stops at the

throws me on the bed, and presses his great body over

Louis? I have an injury on

don't you think you're hurt when you're dancing with another man!” He snorts coldly with his big hands putting on the

your friend? And we're just dancing. You are

seemingly indifferent man can be

but with Frances Louis's

on my body, I

that I can’t do strenuous exercise, would

you. I'll be gentle today.” says Frances Louis. He takes off my underpants without my

back on him, unable to struggle. I can only let his huge organ push into my body

my body. I feel my heart and my body tremble uncontrollably. I bite my lips, trying not to let my shy voice

“S…slowly.” I say tremblingly.

man says innocently. Then a hard push, of which the pleasure

as not to cry out in front of Frances Louis. For

if you want.” Frances Louis leans over and nibbles

resist, my whole-body collapses on the bed, but my mouth is stubborn,

me comes the voice

over and carries me out of bed., but the movement under

down and my legs wrap around his waist tightly. As a result, every step he