Bait Her By Pretending To Be Woozy From The Gas.

You feel exhausted. You also feel like you're about to start drooling and bending over to beg for someone to mount you like a dog. God, your pussy itches! Your cock aches! You shake yourself back into focus and see Heather smiling at you and relaxing her stance. She must have seen your distracting thoughts play out on your face.

Maybe that could useful?

You sway a little. You sigh. You stare longingly at her stiff dick and lick your lips. And Heather smiles and saunters over. You make no movements. You need to wait until she's at her most ****...

She runs a hand along your cheek and says, "If you forfeit, we can play for a whole hour. I even promise to be nice. What do you say?"

You look at her with heavy eye lids. That honestly doesn't sound so...No! Shit! Focus!

Your words slur as you reply, "That sounds..."

And you grab her by the waist and spin on your heel. With a shocked look on her face she flies towards the encroaching gas, screaming as you nearly toss her then taking in a nice big lung full of aphrodisiac.

You latch onto her back, hands traveling up and down her body, paying special attention to her sore nipples, while you nibble and lick at her neck and ears. She struggles and tries to throw a few elbows your way but the gas and your hands are quickly draining her strength. You send a hand down south to rub her slot and cock in long motions.

"There now," you coo into her ear. "Isn't this better? Let me satisfy you..."

Her whimpering moans offer some protest, as do her thighs that try to trap your hand. But you just up the pace until she shakes and moans for you. She would have collapsed to the floor if you weren't holding her up. But you do let her head sag and take in more gas where it's gathered down low.

While she recovers you grab her hips, **** her legs apart, and start to fuck her from behind. She can barely stand and only manages to moan and vaguely wave her arms back at you while you take her. Not satisfied with her slouching posture you grab a handful of her hair and pull back. Based on her throaty moans you think she rather likes it.

You cum inside of her twice but manage to maintain your wits afterwards. Heather, on the other hand, falls to her knees, gasping for air, her legs drenched in her own cum. You look at each other for a few heartbeats before she falls into her side and the voice of the announcer returns.