"Chris, put me down now! Or you are going to get a black-eye!" Yelled Amanda, but despite her pleading, he did not let her go.
Thus, she thrust her fist against his face, making him groan in pain, "Ahhh! Fuck! Amanda!"
Still, he remained to hold her tight as they were half a kilometer away from her house.
"Chris put me down! You are practically holding my breast!" She complained and gave him another punch.
While her punches came from a difficult angle, it hit Christopher's face well enough to create a bruise. He could not help but complain, "What kind of woman are you? You hit like a man!"
He sped, blazing against the winds and finally putting Amanda meters away from her home.
The second her feet touched the sand, she turned to him and thrust her fists left and right. "Tell me, who the hell are you? Why do you have wings?"
