C27 A Bit Of My Past

Owen viciously pounded into the girl, pinning her to the bed. She squirmed and moaned painfully.

He usually wasn’t like this, except he was angry and bothered. He was usually gentle.

Not hitting it right, he forcefully pulled up her skirts and tore off her undies.

“I told you, no mistakes,” he grumbled in a low, strained voice. “Now I’m going to punish you. In a good way by the way