She gasped in…pleasure. Fuck! I didn’t want her happy! I didn’t want her liking this! I wanted…I wanted…Fuck.“Shut the fuck up!” I screa...ed. And then I fucked her hard. Harder than I fucked anyone ever in my life. All the while I choked her. Hard.She grabbed my wrist, and I lifted her leg so that I could go deeper. So that I could hurt her for what she had done to me. I thrust forward so hard that I hit her pelvic bone with my own. I didn’t care anymore. I felt myself bottom out in her, the tip. I met her parents and while I was nervous they gushed over my play in the game last night, little did they know I was ready to gush all over her daughter later tonight. As the conversation stalled Christie came down stairs in a Strapless black dress, her tits pressed up to her chin. The dress hugged her curves and had a deep slit up the side ¾ of the way up her thigh. Years of her cheerleading had toned her body in all the right places while still giving her feminine curves and a thickness. So i used to go to her house for food and look at her properly and touch her little and come back and mastrubate coz i could not mtake courage as i dint no wat would happen and was scared she ll tell my parents. On the first day i had gone to play and while coming back i had a very bad back ache so i called her and said her. So she said she ll come with my uncle to my house so i was waiting. So after some time she came with pain balm and food. She gave me food and then told me that she would. I spun and slid down the trail for a bit, skis chattering. I came to rest just short of the catch fence, cursing and wondering how long it had been since I’d last fallen while skiing. Years... It was such a stupid little fall, too. I wondered if Heather had seen me. Fortunately there was a little rise ahead and she was out of sight. Still, how embarrassing.My skis had remained attached, so I immediately collected myself and started off again, brushing the snow from my jacket. A moment later, I.