She gasped at his entry. He did not let up but pushed deeply into her with a powerful stroke, pulled out and then pushed into her again, fucking her f...rcefully, deeply, rhythmically. Holding her thighs with his powerful forearms, she was utterly prone to him, his thing to play with and she surrendered entirely to his deep thrusts. There it was again - that feeling of letting go, of jumping off the cliff into the unknown, weightlessness. But it was more that than now: She was under his control,. "Did you take an entire month off work?" asked her father sardonically,hefting her suitcase.What's that supposed to mean? Kelly fumed silently, as they walked toward his Lexus. She tried tocalm herself, but she wanted to scream with frustration. Part of herwished he would openly state his disgust with her, rather than thisseries of passive-aggressive rebukes. Yet another part of her hopedthat if the issue never came to a head, and he had a chance to see howRIGHT this choice was for her, he. “It’s too much, “ I screamed over the roar of the truck as I came. I thrashed around so that I almost made us have a wreck as I kept knocking Max’s hands off the steering wheel. He finally could grab the remote and turn the vibrator off. I slumped up against him unable to move and uncaring who saw. Max pulled over and held me as I gasped to catch my breath. Finally I moved off his dick and slipped back into my seat. “Can I put my clothes back on?” “You’d better, he laughed, “or that. Patrick laughed "Oh no Bobby is mad and is going to beat me up". Patrickthrew the first punch which landed squarely on Bobby's nose. Bobby triedto counter but Patrick blocked Bobby's attack and landed a flurry ofpunches all over Bobby's face. Tears welled up in Bobby's eyes and thenhe started to cry. When Bobby arrived home, his mother hugged him andbegan to treat Bobby's newest injuries.The next day at Master Jennifer's school, Bobby, his mother and MasterJennifer met to discuss why Bobby.