Chapter 109

Under the light, the black sports bra tightly wrapped around her shapely legs, making her exceptionally sexy and charming.

Her long and shapely thighs emitted a faint glow under the light, exuding a mysterious allure that continuously teased my desires.

I thought, 'What a beauty!'

I quietly pushed open the glass door and sneaked up behind Layla, who hadn't noticed me coming in.

Then my hands went surprisingly straight through Layla's armpits and onto her breasts, squeezing them harshly a few times.

"Daniel!" Startled, Layla let out a scream, then turned around and saw me.

After a moment of confusion, Layla's eyes widened in fear, trembling uncontrollably. She pushed me away with all her strength, jumping up like a startled rabbit, landing in a corner by the wall. She softly called out, "Who are you, what do you want? Do you want to rape me?"

With that, she exaggeratedly covered her slightly trembling breasts with her hands, deliberately wriggled her perky buttocks on the ground, lightly bit her lip, and made a ready-to-escape gesture!

At that moment, Layla appeared to evoke a strong criminal impulse.

I was stunned, instantly realizing what Layla was up to!

She was actually thinking about having a role-playing game in this setting.

"Don't come any closer, if you do, I'll call for help!" Fearfully shrinking her body, Layla squeezed into the corner of the wall, looking helpless and appealing.

I looked into Layla's eyes, a smirk playing on my lips, "You can scream all you want, no one will come to save you! Beauty, just give in to me!"

As I said those words, I surprisingly felt a sense of excitement.

The trembling Layla in front of me opened her mouth, looking pitiful and tearful, which only fueled my excitement. I slowly reached for Layla in the corner.

Suddenly, Layla lightly stood up, giving me a coquettish glance, her rosy lips moving slightly. She bent over, allowing me to grab her clothes.

Layla struggled, her clothes tearing apart, revealing her arms. Inadvertently, she exclaimed, and with a tug on the torn fabric, half of her breast popped out, very provocative.

"Please, don't rape me, I'm willing to do anything for you!" Layla felt a warm flow surging through her body, pink bumps appearing on her skin.

"You wench!" I licked my lips, my desire provoked by Layla.

Initially, I was just playing around, but as Layla performed, I gradually immersed myself in this incredibly stimulating sense of crime. I grabbed Layla's hair, tore her sports bra fiercely, and laughed wickedly.

Layla exclaimed, broke free, ran to the corner of the wall, and gave me a flirtatious look.

"You villain, come catch me!" Layla teased me to my limits, "If I can't catch you, don't even think about making love with me!"

Interesting!

Immersed in role-playing, I raised my hand with a wicked smile, sniffed the scent of her sweaty sports bra, Layla smiled playfully, her soft hand touching the wall, turning off the light switch. The room instantly plunged into darkness.

Because the dance studio was enclosed, with all the windows tightly shut, once the lights were off, the room became pitch black, hindering my vision. Layla ran into a separate dance practice room without windows, making it even harder for me to see anything.

I took off all my clothes, held my breath, and moved slowly towards a corner where Layla's breathing was rapid.

"You're so bad!" Layla, easily caught by me, laughed and trembled, sticking out her tongue to give me a passionate kiss. Her body couldn't help but tremble violently.

My rough and strong hands rubbed Layla's full and perky breasts.

Layla's delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but moan, making my heart beat faster.

But the moment my hand reached into her sports pants, Layla bit my arm fiercely, causing me to scream in pain.

Layla struggled out of my embrace, stomped on my foot harshly, causing me some pain. As I loosened my grip on her shoulder, Layla took the opportunity to escape my clutches and ran away laughing.

Holding my sore foot, I gritted my teeth, "Today, I will definitely rape you!"

The game unfolded vigorously. In this dance studio, the two of us played hide and seek like cats.

Once again, I Layla broke free with a cry for help.

Although I had already taken off her last piece of clothing, I could only watch as the naked Layla laughed and ran away, disappearing into the darkness.

Slowly moving along the wall, I picked up her panties, thinking, 'This time, I can't give Layla any more chances.'

My penis was so hard it was about to explode!

If I wasn't willing to play this exciting game, I would have probably turned on the light, grabbed Layla, and forcefully had my way with her.

"Nowhere to run now, huh?" I caught a faint scent in my nose, very light. In the darkness, a blurry figure was also crouching in a corner, peeking around.

I couldn't help but chuckle, thinking, 'Can't escape now, can you?'

I made up my mind.

I'd show her what real rape was!

With determination, I suddenly pounced forward. In my mind, Layla would scream in excitement, then let me violate her.

But this time was different.

As I pounced, Layla agilely rolled on the spot and delivered a swift kick straight towards my legs.

I quickly dodged, thinking to myself that Layla was serious this time. If she hit me, I would definitely get hurt!

I decided to become serious.

I swept her legs, and Layla's body suddenly tilted to the side.

Seizing the opportunity, I grabbed her from behind, swiftly twisted and pulled Layla's arm, swept my right leg, before she could let out an angry scream, she felt her mouth being covered by something!

At that moment, I didn't realize that the person I was holding in my arms wasn't Layla, but her coach, Calista!