Jasmine Yale was completely stunned, and when her hand was grabbed, she became furious and embarrassed, kicking his leg!
"Sylvan Cheney, what's wrong with you? If you want a woman, go find your fiancée, okay? Don't touch me, don't touch me, I'm pregnant..."
Jasmine Yale tried desperately to dodge, to struggle.
But Sylvan Cheney was crazed-like, getting closer to her neck.
The scent from her body stimulated his sense of smell, her voice stimulated his hearing, everything was stimulating him, he was out of control.
All night, she said she wouldn't come and didn't answer her phone.
He waited for her all night, a full night!
Sylvan Cheney's hand tried to lift her skirt, but Jasmine Yale struggled intensely, kicking him with her legs!
Jasmine Yale's face turned pale, her eyes filled with terror.
