He pulled over the car from the road and stopped behind a couple of trees. I opened my top all the why down and slipped my hands out of it. He opened ...he door and joined me on the backseat. In a minute his hungry foul smelling mouth was pressing against my cherry red lips and his hands were kneading my breasts with a brutalness that I didn’t know till them, my bra was ripped off my body in a moment and he started twisting my nipples while fumbling with his clothes. Free of his clothes his body. Her hands came up my back lifting my shirt so that she could run them over my shoulders. I remember well the feeling of her nails sliding down my skin. I had scratch marks running down my back for a week afterwards.I'm not sure how her shirt and bra came off but I remember suckling her nipples. She had those light pink nipples that get so fiercely hard when they are played with. The areola hardening and crinkling with the proud nipple standing firmly on the tip of each breast. She was easily a. She looked like she wanted to cryagain.I wondered what was going to happen now. "Mommy, am I going to bepunished?" No, baby, what the school did was bad enough. And I'm sorry foryelling at you," she said. "I was just so very surprised. Wearing alittle make-up was one thing. But this hickey," she said, touching itthrough the blouse, "and with the way you looked at school, this all hasbeen very shocking to me." I'm sorry, Mommy. I didn't mean to hurt you." Oh, honey! You didn't hurt me! . So you’re the one making those fake moans through the wall." What!" Cassie said in shock. He smiled and said, “I’ve heard you every day for the past week and imagined how I could make you more satisfied than what you were getting.” She said "What do you mean by make me more satisfied?"He walked up to her and pushed his rock hard body against her. He grabbed the bucket of ice and put it down and then wrapped his arms around her and started caressing her voluptuous behind. "Come with me to my.