Wrong Way: A Lola Fae Story

In the dim haze of a seedy bar, Annie (Lola Fae) locks eyes with Bradley (Seth Gamble), a fresh-faced kid who's hooked on her like a junkie. His touch burns with desperate hunger, pulling her into the grimy bathroom stall for a frantic fuck—his cock slamming into her slick heat, her moans echoing off the tiles as she claws his back. Sated but reckless, she follows him to his rundown motel, ignoring the danger gnawing at her gut. There, he smothers her with needy affection, his hands roaming her curves while she drifts, haunted. When he presses, she spills it: her old man and step-brothers are vicious pricks, grinding her down until she spreads her legs for cash just to survive. Bradley's fury ignites; he'd kill for her, shield her from the world. Her pulse races at the vow of escape, but she begs him to leave the bastards be—let's bolt, vanish into the night. He agrees in a blaze of lust, pinning her to the bed, thrusting deep and raw, their bodies slick with sweat and secrets. But shadows lurk—is this savior real, or just another trap?