IT IS HIS

He pushed me onto his bed in a sudden storm of passions might, thrusting me down. He peeled off his clothes, tearing them apart as if it was burning through his skin. Then hastely while breathing heavily he peeled out mine, as if some treasure was hidden in between my thighs. All that time I was lying on his bed, naked, in fear. He stooped towards me, kissed me, gently, his lips were soft. Breast hardened, then I felt like crawling into her body and never come out. Like a feather, he lifted me. Then I felt something hard between my legs, it tried to enter me, it failed. But the it slipped in, I was in pain. So how can't this be his? He injected me something. So this is his son. #kiproo