In My Desperate Time

He tears up my messy clothes. The air-conditioning is on, and I feel a chill on my chest when there is no clothes covering me.

My brain is still dizzy, my skin is cold, but my body is hot. I don’t know when I have straddled on Frances Louis’s legs.

Did he hold me up? Or did I sit on it by myself?

“Hot, I feel so hot.” I hold Frances Louis tightly. My body swirls uneasily and I can feel his part has become as firm as a stone.

I have no consciousness now, only untouchable desire left in my heart.

I am ready for what is going to happen, but my shaking body still betrays my nervousness.

in his eyes

“What dirty things are you thinking? You blushed.” Suddenly he asks me with a

drugged. Now I can’t

the car is very low, but my whole body is very hot.

I can only be held in his arms again, and his hand slips under my skirt...

“Hey, let go of me! Frances Louis, shame on

thousand times more shameful than having

experienced once would make the second time indifferent. If he’s the one who is my

Frances Louis probably knows what I want. He just glances at me and says lightly, “I won’t have your body when you