My Girlfriend Was Traveling When She Experienced Aggressive Intimacy

She gained a little strength, almost rolling me off as she bucked and twisted under me, now clawing painfully at my cheeks. Penelope clawed harder again at my wrists and I bore down again on her throat, pushing her to buck and heave all the more under me in her struggle for life. Read 4017 times |
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    Her eyes were the widest open I have ever seen them, wild with panic. Penelope clutched at my wrists but was not strong enough to keep me from driving my thumbs in, crushing down on her trachea to completely stop air moving before she had taken a full breath. I knew instantly this was the moment of Penelope’s death by my hand.