sirens blasting, slow breathing, darkness covered my subconsciousness. The only thing I could remember was being thrown into the water below the williamsburg's bridge New York that faithful night.i could still remember how I was rushed into the surgical room with an oxygen maskcovering my nose and mouth.The bright lights, the strong smell of antiseptics, the nurses and doctor running around to stabilize me, the surgical knives and blades tearing my skin as they try to extract the bullets from my severely battered body. in pain so excruciating that all I wished was death. I grapsed the surgeon's wrist frimly, I took notice of the look of shock on his face and then my faint whisper to him. "Give me new face help me get rid of this one. I will double the amount no matter the cost. I swear to you". I said before passing out.My name is Ryan Manchester, a one time drug dealer and gangster. previously worked for the pacres, a remotely large group of gangsters that worked in big cooperat

Uncle Ryan... I smiled.He would hold me tight till I slept. "It's okay, my love. It will soon stop".With tears in my eyes, I would look into his blue eyes."When, when will it stop?", I would ask.He gave me that smile that came with a reassurance, pulling the duvet up to my chest."Soon. Pretty soon. When you grow up to becoming an adult, you will have to choose. Either you want to be a part of this kinda lifestyle, or you want out. Go to sleep, so that you can grow well", he said, kissing me on my forehead.Uncle Ryan was like a father to me. Being daddy's baby girl, didn't imply that I shared a good relationship with my father. He gave me luxurious things, but he was never the kind of father I wanted.I missed him, Uncle Ryan. I heard he was murdered five years ago. I was heartbroken because, I didn't get to see him before he died. I was just 11yrs old when I left America for Russia."We are here", Billy announced, parking in front of a building.I peered through the window, it wasn

"Do you live here?", I asked.He stuffed his phone into his pockets."Yes. I live here. It is a surprise you know. You are my neighbor now. I can't believe they fixed you up here", he said.I saw the way his eyes raked my body slowly. I became aware of the fact that I was wearing a skimpy night dress with a robe draped over my shoulders. I quickly covered my body with the robe. Fuck... this is embarrassing.He cleared his throat."Nice to have a new neighbor around. It gets lonely here, being the only person occupying 31b floor. We have other neighbors but they are behind us, occupying 31a and 31c",he said.I smiled. Not like I wanted to, he practically just saw my body. I should have worn the robe before stepping out."That's good to know. I am not the type who likes mixing up. I prefer my own space better and stay out of trouble as much as I can."He chuckled,"I know right. People can be mean", he said, flashing me a pair of dazzling white teeth.I blushed instantly,"I should be going, I ne

It was a bit hot in here. I got up, unbuttoning my shirt, staring down at her as she laid, watching me. She looked flustered and dazed, panting slowly. My cock was out and in between her legs, I was still erect.The shirt came off, I moved down. Flipping her around and putting her in the doggy position."let's go crazy pumpkin?",i asked."Yes daddy, please fuck my ass", she begged, spreading her ass cheeks for me.I grinned, running my fingers into my hair and then brushing it back. I placed the tip of my cocked on her butthole, spitting on it to serve as lube.I grabbed her waist, slowly pushing into her tight butthole. She whimpered, grasping the edge of the couch."Pull out! Too big!!",she said.I chuckled, spanking her ass hard."You wanted to do this, sugar. I don't think i wanna stop now. So please, bear with me", I said, pushing all my length into it.I clutched her hair, pushing her face into the couch. Her butthole held onto my cock as it twitches.I pulled out few inches

🌹Rachel🌹After a wild night with Zoe and I drinking liquor and merrymaking, we were so drunk that we slept late.It was morning again and I had a mad hangover. I woke up on the couch, feeling really sore and sobered up. I checked for the time on my phone, hoping it's not that late.11:21am!!! Oh shit!.I glanced to see Zoe was still sleeping in a reckless position on the couch adjacent to mine. She was snoring loudly and a bottle of half filled red wine was on the couch and beside her.I laughed, wincing when I felt a slight, piercing pain in my head. Slowly getting up from the couch,I walked to where she laid."Zoe, it's morning already. Get up",I said,tapping her arm.She mumbled something,turning to lay on her side. I sighed,"GET UP YOU CROCODILE SLEEPING HEAD!!!",I yelled.She got up abruptly from the couch."AHHH!!",she screamed,glancing at me.I laughed,slumping on the couch she was sitting on."What did you do that for?!",she asked,her voice was pitched