I grimaced as his skin passed over the fresh bruise on my cheeck. “I just want you to come have a little fun with me, Eileen. There was no cursing in her house. Today you are both,” my mother spat callously at me as I picked myself up off of the floor. Later on, I forced my anxiety down as I turned the knob to my English class. Later on, I forced my anxiety down as I turned the knob to my English class. “I’m fine,” I stated, pretending to fidget with something in my bag. There wasn’t much of anything in her house. I felt something warm brush against my leg and I flinched. “Now are you going to delete that recording?”
“After that? Once again, it worked like a charm. He was beginning to hurt me as he slammed his pelvis against my face over and over again, jamming his dick down my throat.
