Weeks flew by and the ominous was felt more and more as the distance growing between them, they knew no matter how hard they tried nothing seem to close the gap, Maybe they aren't cut out for each other? Days continued to past until breakfast one morning, as he attempted to mend things, by making her breakfast, things went awry awful fast, she came out, dressed and showered, bringing an even more wonderful aroma to the air then the food had already brought, as she stood cautiously in thought, she began to grip the mass of the chair she was leaning upon at the end of short oak table, the noise startled him and threw him off to where he accidentally knocked breakfast and the plate to the ground in an awkward scramble, after glances were exchanged his face fell I'll when he took aim to the plate he had smashed, as she began to cry and ran off, he laid down on bended knee and stared at his girlfriends grandmothers plate, he so foolishly knocked to the ground, after cleaning up the rather sad mess he creeped down the hallway to their room, and where he found her packing her clothes, in a scared daze he let out, a dangerous question, what are you doing? As she stared back and let him have it; "we don't work, you ruin everything and don't even try to make this work, there's no passion, nothing for us to stay together for, were going no where" "I'm sorry" he lost, please what can I do? "Nothing! If I stay I'm just gonna end up smashed into a million pieces like that plate.." As she walked past him, he caught her arm, and said "your not leaving".. She fought back, only to be grabbed and thrown into the wall.
He threw her at the bedroom wall, her soft cheek press tight into it, as he held her arm by her wrist, around her back, he then forced her in more, her lips now pressed against the cold hard surface, he began to whisper into her ear "asking are gonna be a good girl" as he ran his hand down her waist and started to pull at the outer line of her tight thong, pulling them away as she said please stop, He exclaimed NO! She continued to beg, please stop.. Her face looked pale, deadly white from the shy blood pumping through her fantastic body but with her cheeks as peachy red as the sunset, it was easily depicted that "she liked this" no matter how wrong it was, she wanted to know, how far is he willing to take this? as she drifted back from her thoughts she felt his warm rough hand smack against her cute white ass, as he continued again, and again and again! she let out a shy moan as his hand left its imprint.. With frustrated intentions he continued.. Her once bare white ass now red and flared, as every hit stroke her voice wept, it's once strong but quiet tone now controlled by want, as she attempted to speak she found her throat rather dry, and that's when she had enough, she resided in herself and reached down with her only arm and pulled the rest of her pants around her legs and began to thrust her long fingers down the slowly salivating slit of her warm pussy, she pushed more and started to drip, the more she did this, the more she realized she caught him! He had stopped and his hand began to loosen around her wrist.. He fell back confused, as she turned and watched him as she continued to rub her tight wet lips..
He threw her at the bedroom wall, her soft cheek press tight into it, as he held her arm by her wrist, around her back, he then forced her in more, her lips now pressed against the cold hard surface, he began to whisper into her ear "asking are gonna be a good girl" as he ran his hand down her waist and started to pull at the outer line of her tight thong, pulling them away as she said please stop, He exclaimed NO! She continued to beg, please stop.. Her face looked pale, deadly white from the shy blood pumping through her fantastic body but with her cheeks as peachy red as the sunset, it was easily depicted that "she liked this" no matter how wrong it was, she wanted to know, how far is he willing to take this? as she drifted back from her thoughts she felt his warm rough hand smack against her cute white ass, as he continued again, and again and again! she let out a shy moan as his hand left its imprint.. With frustrated intentions he continued.. Her once bare white ass now red and flared, as every hit stroke her voice wept, it's once strong but quiet tone now controlled by want, as she attempted to speak she found her throat rather dry, and that's when she had enough, she resided in herself and reached down with her only arm and pulled the rest of her pants around her legs and began to thrust her long fingers down the slowly salivating slit of her warm pussy, she pushed more and started to drip, the more she did this, the more she realized she caught him! He had stopped and his hand began to loosen around her wrist.. He fell back confused, as she turned and watched him as she continued to rub her tight wet lips..
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