Carta PAYBACK di Mondadori
Su Mondadori Store, con la tua carta PAYBACK ti premi ad ogni acquisto.
He knew that Jenny wasn't dead. But he also knew that if she regained consciousness, he'd be in a lot of trouble. His only thought was that of escape. But he knew it would be better to wait until morning to see just how bad things were. If she died out there and never regained consciousness, he might not be in any trouble at all. And perhaps, if she did regain consciousness, she might be too embarrassed to tell anyone what happened. He didn't bother to look back. He pulled the car forward and drove past her body, pausing only momentarily beside her crumpled form before turning out onto the curved lane and out toward the exit before turning on his headlights. As far as he could tell, no one seemed to be suspicious of anything. No one left their car, and he felt sure her body wouldn't even be seen until the next day. He pulled onto the highway and headed toward town. His mind was whirling, and the pain in his cock was almost unbearable.
Scrivi una recensione per "The Whiplash Sadists"
Torna in cima
Leggi un estratto
dai un voto
