In My Desperate Time

According to my years of experience, it supposes to be my period.

“Turn on the light.” I say to Frances Louis.

Apparently, Frances Louis doesn’t know what happened. He says to me with a smile,

“Since when you become so bold and like to do it with the light on?”

The man reaches out his hand and turns on the light.

I quickly push him away and look down. It is really my menstrual blood, which looks especially conspicuous under the white sheet.

“Sorry, my period comes. You can only help yourself.” I say to Frances Louis lamely.

His face darkens down, his deep eyes turn to me, and he hums, “What can I do?”

I think and say to him, “there are a lot of women. You can find someone to release your desires. Or...”

I pause and say to him blushingly, “You can use your hand, too.”

Anyway, my period comes and I can't have sex with him. Even if he doesn't think it gross, I think it's dirty.

Frances Louis looks at me with a flirtatious smile. He grabs my hand, and says, “Or you can help me with your hands.”

Then, he puts my hand on his hot giant member.

in my hand and scares

this thing would

Louis chuckle, “the pure woman

holds my hand and my hand holds his

never done it before. My face is so red which

am deeply ashamed to

wriggle and want to take my hand

You know what I will

me from resisting, so I turn my head away and followed his movements up and

Louis moans. His face shows that he is

says to me in

shake as Frances Louis just did, but

me, and I become more and

and form. Finally, he makes me tired but doesn’t mean to

finish it

I ask anxiously.

haven’t used a tampon yet. I'm on my knees with my legs tucked,

quickly can make me come faster.” He says to me in a low

and I could do nothing but speed up, as Frances Louis said. The hot thing in my hand grows bigger and Frances

his cum was all

liquid splashes on my chest, my face,