With a huge grin on her face, she rounded the corner to go across to her own house when a voice stopped her in her tracks. don’t you?”
“I’ll show him the emails they prove that you blackmailed me.” she fired back. “Yeessssss.” she hissed. You have nothing over me now. As he pushed his fingers deeper inside her at a much more frantic pace, Tiffany had to cover her mouth and cover her face as she pretended to look at her papers. “Arrggghhhh.” She whimpered as his hand came down hard onto her left buttock, leaving a large red hand print on the cheek. Last Friday, Tiffany gave Matthew detention. She grabbed it and raced down the steps and out of the window, lowering it back to the position it was in before. Out of her control was her natural beauty. When Tiffany sensed David was letting up, she tried to get up and get free but he was having none of it.
