No, you want it rough

You have some reservations about using your powers on a woman. It doesn't seem right to make a woman do something. But you're really horny and need a powerful fuck, so you wish for Sarah not to be gentle at all.

Sarah grabs your chin and leans in for a kiss. She's much wilder than before, forcing her tongue all over the inside of your mouth. Her pretty chestnut hair falls to either side of your face, then shifts downward as she moves her mouth to your neck.

Sarah's teeth rake across your skin. The pain feels incredible as she works a nasty hickey onto your neck. She reaches down and plays with your balls as her mouth works its pleasurable **** on you. You squirm underneath her, too overwhelmed to do anything back.

Finally Sarah finishes the hickey. She sits up on your waist and admires her work. "I didn't think you'd mind me marking you."

You weakly shake your head no.

"Yeah, of course you don't mind. You're a good little bastard." She says the word 'bastard' casually, in the way you're used to guys calling girls 'bitches.'

Sarah holds your cock tight and lifts herself over it. As she slowly lowers her pussy onto your waiting dick, she casually says, "Not that it matters. A slut like you is going to have some other girl's mark on him soon enough. But you love being a slut, don't you?"

"Yes... ungh! Yes, ma'am!"

"That's what I thought." Sarah bounces on your cock, slowly at first, but then with rapidly increasing intensity. She lifts off her t-shirt, letting her big breasts bounce freely. They're gorgeous, with perfectly sized areolas and perky little nipples. You stare at the breasts, mesmerized by their large mass bouncing along with Sarah's rhythm.

Sarah isn't satisfied with staring. She grabs your hands and presses them onto her chest. Then she puts her hands behind her head and thrusts her chest forward against your palms. She rides you harder and says, "Come on, you little bastard. Fuck me back, I want to feel that slutty cock riding up into my tight pussy!"

You buck your hips, working with the motion of the hot cowgirl riding you. The feel of her breasts and the pressure from her pussy gets too powerful for you. You explode, filling her and quickly deflating.

Sarah pulls off angrily. She stands over you, her feet planted on either side of your shoulders. She towers over you.

"What the hell was that? You couldn't last one minute? You'd better think of a damn good way to make it up to me, you little bastard!"