Polar Opposites

Christopher's sick of getting shit on. His dad never cuts him slack, his stepmom can't stand the sight of him, and his stepsister Jasmine keeps stirring the pot. So when she plants her panties in his room just to twist the knife deeper, he snaps. He barges into her space and demands answers. Jasmine spills the truth: she hates Victor too, but figured out that making Christopher's life hell gets her the golden treatment. Then she laughs in his face, calling him a weak little virgin who couldn't fuck his way out of a paper bag if he tried. That smirk dies when Christopher grabs her. He yanks her tiny frame against him, peels off that top and watches those perky natural tits bounce free. The second his fingers slide between her legs she's dripping, and he works her open with quick, ruthless strokes that make her knees buckle. Every tattoo on her smooth skin flexes as he bends her over, driving into her hard enough to wipe that smug grin off her face and replace it with desperate moans. She wanted a grudge fuck. Now she's getting it raw.