Condro Rousseau
The night had come and the rain fell in abundance. And his Sudanese eyes as if they were eating you and his madness, and he was countless. Where is my little girl You swallowed up your gentle and retreated. When you may not do and you are mine. I shouted loudly I am not like that Then you ran again while he went down in his place. He took out his weapon from under his jacket, then Boom fired his bullets hit my leg with my cry with pain, then the world became a fog around you and fainted on you. When you woke up, your hands were bound by linking his neck strongly, and you were naked while he was having sex with you with strength. I tried to scream and resist, but the pain prevented you.
About Condro Rousseau
The night had come and the rain fell in abundance. And his Sudanese eyes as if they were eating you and his madness, and he was countless. Where is my little girl You swallowed up your gentle and retreated. When you may not do and you are mine. I shouted loudly I am not like that Then you ran again while he went down in his place. He took out hi...Read more