"Do you remember that time when you were young and hurt your pee pee with that shampoo in the tub? I just saw a commercial for that exact shampoo on t...e television, isn't that crazy?" my mother explained with a curious look on her face as she was taking a sip of her coffee. Well that was completely random and unexpected I thought to myself. Then I caught her glimpsing at my crotch area, she noticed my erection. I became even more aroused and was having a debate with myself in my head wether or. He was definitely flirting back; seemingly not bothered by the fact that Cole had invited me.When I saw the brunette turn to the bar to write something and then pivot back slipping a small piece of paper into Cole's shirt pocket, I was inflamed. My stomach churned in jealousy, anger and disbelief. He really was something else! Inviting me out but still filling his black book, like I wouldn't notice! Well two can play that game, and I can play with the best of them! My mind yelled. With the. By now she was screaming like a stuck pig. I guessed it was good that we didn’t have any fucking nosey neighbours.Moving to stand between her legs I brought my foot back and let go with a vicious kick, that buried half my fucking shoe in her cunt. It was probably the only thing she had felt in there for years. I know I hadn’t shagged her, and no-one else in their right mind would have done either.Again she screamed in pain as I removed my foot from her cunt, wiping the blood that had appeared. Back and forth I continue until the red handprints I had imagined become real. Your attempt to push your hips up and your moans tell me you are enjoying the feeling, that you are starting to give yourself to me. As I pummel into you time after time, seeing you spasm and your entire body quiver, I growl, asking if you want more, or if I should stop. You gasp out “more”. “What was that? Speak up.” “More.” “More… what? “More, please?” “Are you sure? I want you to hear you beg me for it. Tell me.