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New Life in Rianate 7

Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cum Swallowing, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Romance, School, Written by women, Author: Lustful11, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

bed or table or floor like something is supporting them under their backs. This was honestly what I was in. The light of the crescent moon was glowing down at me, and the small snow was flurrying down and coating my clothes. I squinted past the white particle and saw Lena. She was smiling down at me. “Are you comfortable? You look like it,” she said. “You wait. Because I’m going to kick your ass back to birth, bitch,” I growled. “Those are some very foul--” Lena disappeared from sight and was yanked backwards. Someone else was in the window. He was very handsome, like I had seen him before, other than tonight. The window was about 20 feet above me, but he just rubbed his chin and said, “You ever been rock climbing?” “Is this an appropriate question?! My leg hurts and all of the blood is rushing to my brain!” I exclaimed. “I can’t help you unless you answer the question.” I sighed and squinted my eyes closed. “Yes, I’ve been rock climbing. “Good. Grab onto the wall and climb back up.” “I can’t.” He held his hand out and I reached for him, my body sitting up and reacting. I was still floating but it was like I was sitting on an invisible bed or platform and it was supporting every move I made. Holding onto my bad leg and depending entirely on my right side, I pushed myself up so I was standing on nothing and my hands were flat against the rough wall of the building. Other than jagged bricks and broken rocks, there was nothing I could grab onto and carry myself up. The man with ... the green and blue striped hair was still looking down at me. Now, my mother was standing behind him and saying, “Baby, are you okay? Get your ass up here!” I can always count on my mother to curse at these times. “How am I supposed to get up there?” I exclaimed back at them. She shrugged. “You have to climb. Remember as a baby when you’d climb up the couch?” “Yeah. But, this isn’t the time for reminiscing!” I sighed aloud and the man with the blue and green hair stepped to the side so Mom could peek down. “Get your ass up here, right now,” she forced. “Foul language.” “Now. I will count to ten and you better be up here.” I gave her a confused look. “How--what--Mom!” She pointed her finger at me and pulled her lips tight and I put one foot on the brick to make her happy. Shit, I had to make her happy; I hadn’t seen her in over a decade. I couldn’t use my bad leg, so I was really depending on two arms and one foot to get me up there. As I was climbing the fourth foot or so, the wind redirected, and I was pulled back through the plastic. Mm grabbed my face and started complaining in a high-pitched voice like any mother would do about her child. “Oh my gosh, my BABY! Are you hurt? Do you have to throw up? Where’s the most pain? Eris, are--” “Layla, shut up.” Lena was behind us and she raised a hand to hurt her but Mom threw a middle finger, which had her palm lighting up in a burning flame. It kind of surprised me that her hand could still burn, but she wasn’t using any of her ...