No, you lose this round.

Struggling as hard as you can doesn't do anything at all.

"Three! Woohoo!!" cheers Faye.

She slides her tits off your face and kisses you.

"To the victor goes the spoils?"

"Huh? Oohh..." you trail off as you feel her questing hand reach your ridiculous G-string and she simply tears it off you, exposing your cock.

Grinning down at you and with her face framed with her beautiful hair she scoots a little lower.

You moan.

You feel her very wet pussy slowly rubbing against the back of your very hard cock.

"You know it would only take a slight roll of my hips for you to fuck me John..."

Your breathing becomes heavier, Faye's smile has evaporated as she looks down at you.