The Savage Wife of Mr. Delon

ISTDS. Caught

"chase him" said one of them.

They chased after Zifana, Zifana continued to run until Zifana arrived in a hut in the middle of the forest. Zifana was no longer able to walk, because now some people seemed to surround him.

"Where are you going? You can't avoid beautiful Miss. It's worth the boss being crazy about you. You are very tempting," he said, staring at Zifana with a disgusting look.

Zifana closed her eyes, was it really Delon? Really cowardly. He hated Delon so much, if it was him.

That guy pulled Zifana. Zifana was struggling, her tears were flowing. The two pushed Zifana up to Zifana on her back, and she tried to sit down.

"Don't hurt me" she tried to sit down. He's inching backwards.

Zifana resigned, the two people kept approaching. Zifana closed her eyes, hoping for help.

"Oh my God, help me" she said.

The two men laughed and smiled. A disgusting look as if stripping her body.

Zifana inched backwards and shook her head. Zifana is afraid of coming into contact with the two disgusting humans in front of her.

"Go" Zifana joked.

"Don't expect Miss," he said with a laugh. That guy touched Zifana's delicate arm. Zifana looked at him in annoyance.

"Let go" Zifana brushed off the man's hand making the man smile and get closer.

"The taste of your guts is big too, Miss," he said as he looked at Zifana. Zifana felt more panic, fear, her tears just escaped.

"What do you want? You can be killed by the boss when you play it," joked one of them.

The man approached, and carried Zifana's body. He took Zifana's mouth and took Zifana away. I don't like the exaggeration that my friend does.

Zifana thrashed, her red face resisting the turmoil of things that were raging in her heart. Who is their boss? The man continued walking with Zifana in a building, then left Zifana in there.

"Take me off!!" his jolt. He banged on the door.

Zifana's circulating the view, in that corner. A man looks back at Zifana. Stand up and stare at a candle that gives a dim light.

"Who are you?" his jolt.

The masked man turned his head, pointing his face towards Zifana.

"Any night, miss," he said, sounding disgusting.

He went forward and pushed Zifana to her knees in bed. Zifana was crying hysterically, her body hurt. Who is this guy? Why is his body not foreign?

"Please let me go" Zifana pinta in reverse.

The masked man threw his clothes away somewhere so that he displayed a burly body that made Zifana afraid. He smiled cynically and looked at Zifana passionately. It was clear that the eyes were behind the mask.

"You think I'm just gonna take you off? Getting this opportunity is very difficult. And I won't let you go" he said with an evil smile. Zifana shook her fist.

With the body starting to lose control, the man headed towards the bed. Zifana retreated and looked at the man warily.

"Please let me go" he asked, clenching his hands together.

"Don't expect Miss, we're having a good time tonight" he said in a hoarse voice.

He went forward and made Zifana stuck in bed. He rubbed gently on Zifana's smooth cheeks. It made Zifana even more afraid.

"You should be mine tonight, after you've ignored me all this time" he said, unzipping his pants.

Zifana shook her head. Who's He? Why can't he remember? The man almost pounced on Zifana's body.

Zifana shook her head. Sick, cramped all into one. He swung his leg so that the man felt pain in his stomach.

"You," the catfish got angry and excited*h, Zifana's action seemed to make it even more passionate. With a shrewd hold Zifana's hands he pulled Zifana's shirt rough to the shoulder m*lus Zifana.

"Take me off!" jerk again.

The man published a smile as he was actually on top of t*buh Zifana and sn*um Zifana's neck. The man looked towards Zifana who had a tense face and was still trying to rebel.

"Let go!" his jolt.

At this moment the man's face moved forward, drawing closer to Zifana's face and locking onto Zifana's two hands with her right, her left hand rubbing Zifana's smooth cheeks wet with tears, down to the neck, down again unbuttoned Zifana's top shirt.

Zifana grew increasingly panicked when she saw the passion that seemed from the look of the eyes of the man who now began to creep his hands. Zifana closed her eyes trying to gather strength from her body that responded to the touch.

"Let go!!"

Zifana tried to shout, as the man took off Zifana's clothes violently, leaving behind thin underwear. The man's eyes seemed to be perfectly rounded when he saw the twin mountains behind the still-closed underwear. Zifana's cry broke, she tried to mummify and kick the man's back with her knees. But the man was like a stone that did not move at all.

"You're so beautiful, Baby. We enjoy tonight, he said, closing his lips to Zifana's.

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