He then carried me to the front of the car and he leaned on the hood, set me down on my feet and turned me to look at the view. He took me there against the wall like that so aggressive. Then we had some lemonade and made small talk for a while. I whined in protest but he just put his finger over my lips and want, “Shhhhush.” As the last of the people left I felt him lift one of my knees and pin me against the wall. He stood up and I saw him put away his cock and I started to get dressed again. As we made small talk the subject of cheerleading came up. Obviously I couldn’t talk to Sheri about it or she would go to my parents if she knew anything. I got there to see him and he met me outside, his mother was having company over so he took me into the garage. And I remembered being so sore and hurting so much that next few days.
