Danny was an accountant and hated this time of year. He would be in despatch and was the only packer who would not forsake his suit and tie, much to e...eryone's amusement.I didn't mind the Christmas rush. It kept me busy at a time when my calling was an interruption to my customers. My sister usually invited me for Christmas, which was not much fun as she would bring our conversation round to what went wrong in my marriage. A subject that I tried to avoid as assiduously as she would try to talk. She was so small under me, so helpless to resist, that I wanted to hurt her, to dominate and crush her. I redoubled my efforts, thrusting as hard as I could, my body slamming against hers, my cock ripping into her, her grunts getting louder and higher pitched with the pain she was feeling, the pain I was causing. I could feel my orgasm building but I didn’t want this abuse of such a beautiful young girl to end. I clenched my muscles trying to delay the inevitable but my cum burst from my cock. After we ate our ice creams we headed to her house ,were I was to drop her . On the way we started arguing again about something else and this time she started playfully hitting me on my arm so i caught her hand .In trying to catch her hand I accidently brushed my hand against her cheek .She pretended to be hurt and said that i should take her to the hospital and when I refused she said the least that i could do was atleast apply some ointment or cream to which i agreed.We finally reached her. ..I loved everysecond of it, Brie. You did too, didn't you honey? Yes? Tell meBrie..."Brad rolled over onto his back and slowly sat up. I was expectingnothing good - anger, maybe violence, accusations of betrayal, self-disgust; we didn't want a snarling, angry young man feeling that he wastricked into sex with two gurls. All of a sudden this seemed to be arisky venture with huge threats to our health and welfare. I started tofeel like a big ball of regret, thinking 'why oh why...' and.