C15 Strange
"F-Faustino t-that's enough," I stuttered as I stopped him. I almost stuck to the wall. I was sitting on his bookshelves with my legs apart. While he was in the middle.
My clothes are already scattered and I can't even describe how messy my hair is.
I could hardly keep up with his movements because I was so nervous.
I pushed him so hard that I got away. He immediately looked up