My hair was tangled and my face was scratched and muddy. Hot xxx 18 By 2 am, the vodka was giving me a headache and the shitty music was obnoxiously loud. I continued screaming and calling out, tears streaming down my cheeks as I lost control to him. “I should go…” I began, starting to feel more than uncomfortable, but he cut me off as he cradled my face and pressed his toned body against mine. We followed her onto the terrace; the air was warm and thick for July and the music was quieter out here. Corinne giggled flirtatiously as she stroked the arm of one of the dark skinned boys we were talking to. “Do you?!” He hissed, leaning forward so his lips were at my ear. His palm moved further down, playing with the waist line of my shorts, “Why not?”
