Somebody whistled, he was going to come and get me, I didn't move, and when his arm reached in front of me, I grabbed it steadily.

There was only a click, and he fell on top of the men with his arms down.

The men were stunned before they realized that his arm was dislocated, and then they were going to come and get me, and one of them showed his knife.

The man seemed to have practiced, and I hadn't moved, his knife was already on my waist.

There were so many of them that I certainly didn't have time to remove their arms or chins one by one, and the terrain was complicated, and I was looking for a way to get out.

Most of the people were attracted to the pole dancers, no one noticed what was going on on our side, and Angkor was helped to sit on the sofa.

He looked at me sweating profusely and snorted twice: "Little junior sister, you like to come hard, don't you?" ”

I didn't understand what he meant by this for a while, but he nodded, and immediately someone tied my hands and feet, gagged me, carried me up to the second floor, and threw me on a large bed in a private room.

I heard someone ask, "Angkor has a dislocated arm, is it okay, or should we enjoy it first?" ”

Another person scolded: "Do you want to die, do you dare to touch the woman that Angkor has a crush on?" ”

"It's not brother, you see that this chick has fine skin and tender meat, don't you want to? How long has it been since we've played with a woman? ”

Just as the two hesitated, the door was pushed open, and Angkor was helped to staggered in.

His hand was already ready, he walked up to me, patted me on the buttocks, took out a thick stack of pink tickets from his pocket, and threw them to the people: "Go and go, don't get in the way of your enjoyment." ”

The hippie smile of the man who carried me in: "Angkor, this chick is so hot." If you're done, can you give your brothers a cool time? ”

Angkor laughed: "Brothers, I saw it, if you don't want the second child to dislocate, when I'm done, I'll give it to you." ”

The guys giggled out, and I struggled against the wall, and made a few noises.

Angkor sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me at first and smiled, which made my heart dark.

I knew I had a pervert tonight, and sure enough, he quickly grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head against the wall.

It hurts, but I can't scream.

He dragged me down again, and he rode on top of me, slapping me with a bow left and right.

I've only heard of horses being ridden by people, but I haven't heard of people being ridden by people.

He was clearly not content to torture me like this, and soon he showed his more perverted side.

He turned on his phone and put it in front of the TV, and then he came over and unfastened my clothes.

As soon as I struggled a little, he hit me in the face.

Soon he took off my skirt, and when only my underwear was left, when he was about to untie my underwear, I used all my strength to raise my head and hit him in the face.

He was knocked back by me, and his nose bleeded.

I desperately pushed back, desperately trying to escape.

But after he reacted, he quickly grabbed me again, this time he brutally tore open my underwear, pulled me to the camera, and smiled lewdly: "Little junior sister, I advise you, don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more interested I will be, senior brother." ”

He grabbed my skirt and tied me to the coffee table, then he took off his clothes and pants, grabbed his phone, and stood naked in front of me.

I heard my phone ringing, I cried silently, and at that moment I wondered, why did fate never favor me, even if it was only for thirty seconds?

Why does fate always stand in the corner coldly, watching me struggle and watching me cry?

He stuck his whole body on me, raised his mobile phone to take pictures, and then bit my earlobe and asked me: "Little junior sister, don't worry, senior brother will definitely love you well." Do you prefer the forward style, or the backward style? ”

I kept shaking my head and trembling and begging, but only I knew what I said, and only I knew what it was like to accept my fate.