"Sorry? You're sorry? That's the best you can do?" He focused on one of the pony tails and gave it a firm tug, meant to bring her head up and force her to look at him.
His hand drifted down to her breast, which he handled roughly with particular attention to the nipple. His other hand rubbed at her clit, firm, deliberate circles. He didn't have much control over the depth of his penetration given his position, but he didn't think she was minding so much.