I don’t want to be a bad guy and hurt a pretty Sooka like you anymore than I have to” He now lifts you up by your hair, feeling all of it will rip out at any second till you are back on your feet, sitting up right. He approaches you, his cock dangling in front of you. Your not sure if you should be happy or mad at man, giving you what you secretly wanted. You wiggle about, acting like you are exposing yourself to him, inviting him in. The lock being disengaged and the hinges creaking as a Tall man in a military uniform comes from behind you. Your eyes glazed over with lust and possibly love. You start to speak Russian, knowing he doesn’t get much of it. Part way through you stop and look at him. You wiggle about, acting like you are exposing yourself to him, inviting him in.
