I grab her by the waist and pull her close to me, lifting up her bangs to see her face. she's beautiful,like an angel, she screams, and i get angry......I hit her, hard, smack her around a bit, she isn't moving, shes crying. i undo my belt telling her i would treat her gently, i ripped off her clothes, all of them. i shoved my fingers in her pussy, rubbing her clit, and then i slowly began to fuck her violently in the ass, pounding for what seemed like an eternity in a filthy alley. getting. ..what’ve you got next then?” I asked randomly. Still not getting anywhere fast though“I’ve got PE all afternoon”“Boy...that must be...interesting...”the thought of 20-odd boys getting sweaty in changing rooms suddenly distracted me. But little did I know that he’d noticed my sign. “You’re telling me, the guys in that changing room hardly let me look at anything. They’d blindfold me if they could” He’d finally looked me in the face, and I could see in his bright blue eyes the truth in him.“Oh. January 28, Brad's parents buy him a car, an eight-year-old Honda Civic... and the Brad and Shay show is on! It would have been nice if Brad could have driven me back and forth to school, but out school only allowed juniors and seniors to park on campus. But at least we could now go on real dates. We had talked about it for weeks, how he would pick me up and we would go to a movie or basketball game, then go somewhere where we could be alone, finally.Except... of course my parents didn't want. “You’re slippery as fuck! I’ve never felt you gushing like this before.” With each slow thrust, he grunts. He speeds up only to slow right back down a second later. “I don’t think I’ll be able to last long.”Suddenly, I’m being fucked hard and my head is ramming into the armrest.When the orgasm strikes, when my pussy and uterus flex together in sync, the worm quickly burrows down into my cervix with ease like the path has permanently being stretched wider with each tunneling. I grab Chad and.