Feb 14, 2014
"...You're a chachaoong..."
"Who are you?"
Loading...
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Argentina
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Italy
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
"...You're a chachaoong..."
"Who are you?"
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
"You have been very kind to me. Others have not been so down here...I have read your file, to further my own research and I know you should not be in this jail by the standees they have set forth."
— { ♞ } "I'm not gonna be rude to you unless you do something that calls for it. Others can simply fuck off. Yeah but it's a little too late to say I don't belong here. Been 7 years since I was caught at the wrong place at the wrong time."
Eunbyeol stood perfectly still, hair whipping around her face from the speed and force of his punch. Strange. Why had he not hit her? Gently, she placed a hand atop of his arm. “….Why did you not use your rage to hit me? I assumed you were upset and seeing how I am the only one here at the moment, it was better for you to take your anger out on me…” She did not narrow her eyes, or frown, or smile, but kept her blank facade. “…Do you deem my too fragile to hit?”
— { ♞ } "I didn't hit you because you haven't done anything to deserve to be hit."
A soft snort is made, fingers of his other hand wrapping around the throbbing set of digits. Looking off, a sigh is exhaled before he tilts his head back to glance up at the ceiling. It wasn't that she was fragile, he didn't think that even if she was a woman. He didn't want to hit her because it wasn't right and even if his anger had the best of him, he didn't want any casualties to be caused because of him acting out.
"...I never had a chance to ask. Why are you in jail? You have not hurt me in any way..."
— { ♞ } "I'm in here because of my past. Even if I was something good then, what happened is something that was deemed immoral and unjust and I was remanded to here.
Why?"
"Come on, just hit me...."
A snarl leaves his throat, fingers clenching into fists as he whips around at the words spoken. It's Eun but it's not like he could tell with his anger spiked, temper exploding as his vision goes red. Tiers of white grind and clench and he draws an arm back. Fist ready to be swung and hit something and he goes for it. Aiming to slam his fist right into her face but before he does hit her, his body gives a turn and he smashes his hand into the wall, hearing the metal ring when contact is made with it.
Narrowed slate eye glares at her, his lips still pulled back in a sneer as he draws his hand away from the wall, not even paying attention to the dent he made nor the red of where his knuckles were swollen.
— { ♞ } "..."
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
