THE ALEXIS
THE REMOVE THE TRACES

"It's not like that's how you kiss." Now, that guy took over.

He teaches Khiara how a passionate kiss. The man was*******Khiara's lips gently and rhythmically. It evokes vibrations that Khiara has never felt before.

This was indeed the first experience for Khiara. And after experiencing terrible events for him, he did not hate or disgust the activities he was doing with this man. Quite the contrary, he found tranquility, comfort and enjoyment.

Did this work? Seems like. Perhaps it was this entire treatment of men that made Khiara feel that way. This man is so gentle and full of affection. Khiara can feel it behind every touch.

Khiara followed the man's movements, she learned quickly and tried to keep up with it. Until finally he was really good at it.

"How's?" ask the man after taking off his kiss.

"I love it." Khiara did not lie, she really liked it.

Khiara enjoyed every touch the man gave her. Slowly the man put Khiara to bed. Positioning Khiara's body to be as comfortable as possible. Now they again unite their chewy objects that are so smooth with soft movements. It was so soft, that Khiara felt the shackling opium.

Still with still****** Khiara's lips, with the left side of the man unbuttoned Khiara shirt one by one. And now there's no more cloth wrapped around Khiara's body. Because indeed, he was wearing nothing but the man's white shirt. The man took off his kiss, making Khiara a little disappointed.

For a moment the man looked at Khiara's body filled with bruises and even scratches. His body looks so pitiful. Does that man feel sorry for her? Honestly Khiara really does not like to be pitied.

"I want you to help me remove it to see if I have any trauma or not. But if you feel pity or even disgust for me, forget it! I'll wipe it myself with water. This alone is enough, my body does not resist your touch. Means I won't be afraid of coming into contact with men,” Khiara said as she was about to move on, but the man immediately held her back.

"If anyone feels sick, tell me!“ immediately said the man then continued. Now the man began to sniff Khiara's earlobes gently, creating a pleasant and amused sensation within him.

"And one thing you should know, I do not feel disgusted at all at you, let alone pity you. I was not born with pity or sympathy,” he said right in Khiara's ear.

"But I can feel what you're feeling, because I was born from a rape." Pretty amazing fact for Khiara. Khiara looked at the man with nanar, but the man smiled knots at him.

"That's the color I asked once again, are you sure?" Khiara remained silent. "I don't want to add more wounds for you." Khiara smiled hearing that. Khiara was more and more convinced by his decision.

"Sure!"

"Ok, let's do it softly." The man turned his lips back to Khiara's ears, and Khiara began to close her eyes to accept any form of touch.

The man gave off such a strange yet pleasant sensation around his ears. Then sucked something soft into Khiara's ear hole, making Khiara gasp and clutch the man's hair firmly.

The electricity seemed to stab his heart abruptly to the end of his sensitive area. The man paused for a moment, and continued on again. The man slipped one of his hands between Khiara's ears to hold his head. And still playing around in Khiara's ear area.

Now one hand of the man began to guerrilla down the entire curves of Khiara's body slowly and carefully. The man seemed to treat a porcelain that was prone to breaking, Khiara felt so appreciated. It felt like a diamond diamond that was so expensive and so precious.

The man's hand was smooth yet it also felt a little rough. He slowly swept his fingers from top to bottom. Starting from his neck level, to the towering crazy mound. There he stopped and played around with the spongy end of the ball, making his sensitivity area down there like a channel of strong signals.

The man finished playing around in both of Khiara's earlobes. Now it's time for his smooth lips to catch up with his cool fingers playing on a chewy mound. But he did not jump into the area just like that, gently kissing each part of the neck to the chest gently, sweeping the entire rape scar cleanly.

And he arrived at the top of the mound. She stumbled at him very carefully and full of sensation, making Khiara release an irresistible groan. While poking at two small objects that stick out alternately. Slowly his hands rubbed the stomach area, down to the thighs.

And then the hand reaches the most sensitive point for every woman. He provoked the area with his hands cunningly, making Khiara flood the room with ******* and irresistible moans.

Not until that, now his lips also caught up with the naughty hand without missing a inch of Khiara's body. Until finally until the naughty tongue was in the warmest place that became the paradise of the men.

He played his tongue shrewdly, sipping it passionately and dancing there. Khiara really couldn't help it. He felt the parts flying above the clouds. His body curved and his hands squeezed the linen cloth on both sides of his body. The man seemed satisfied with what he was doing.

Khiara's entire body stiffened, as if something wanted to come out from within her body. Something had already reached the end of his center, but the man had immediately ended it. Disappointment in Khiara's heart.

"Do you wanna more?“ asked the man with a smile that adorned his face.

"Yes, I do,” replied Khiara with cheeks that meet.

Then the man took off the shirt and shorts he was wearing, until they were both plain together. The man kissed Khiara's tiny lips again and began to enter Khiara's body slowly.

Khiara felt that a foreign object so large and powerful was trying to infiltrate her. The man entered it slowly and carefully, until Khiara could only feel pleasure without pain.

They moved in rhythm, slowly and slowly, until the man was able to break down the barrier wall that turned out to be so elastic, so Khiara was not able to feel that the object was still there.

They cling to a tenderness that, unbeknownst to them, gives rise to the pleasure and desire to have each other. They are two people who are equally strong. For almost an hour they did, but they were still able to survive without pause.

And finally the man raised his rhythm because he did not want to make Khiara more tired. Until the most awaited moment arrives, they reach the top together.

They hugged each other tightly, pressed their bodies against each other to release the sounds of pleasure together. And this became the most beautiful night for the two of them, even though today was also a bad day, even terrible for Khiara.

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