Denise Mason

she is unable to comprehend at first, for it all moved too fast. I grab her around the arm shoving her hard up against the wall it hurt where my fingers gripped and dug into her, it hurt as her head has hit the wall behind her, as I push her roughly holding her there with the weight of my body. It did not matter if it hurt, for my lips are on her own again, this time the kiss is hard and forceful. My tongue is in her mouth as my body presses against her own and my hands are at her breasts, and her waist, gripping the skin beneath her shirt. She is helpless to fight against me, because I'm physically stronger than her, but because she has lost all will to fight in the face of my