I feel my pants and panties bunched around my ankles. Cold Encounter
The cold of the night clawed its way inside me. Porn Cold Encounter — A Flash Story
by
Millie Dynamite
This is a very short flash story from the disturbed mind of Millie. I get the bucket, sneak though the damaged fence into the next yard. I’m afraid the washed clothes are going to freeze. With each withdrawal, I suck in a new breath, I near the point of hyperventilation. Turning on the hydrant, I fill the bucket and return to my room to clean and change. The disgusting lacquer coats me inside, floods me, running down, mixing with blood. It stings my eyes, assaults my nostrils, it moves to my back, down on my ass, the fucker pisses on me.
Actors:
The Real Horny Nicky
