No Time To Think About It

As it stood, you were about spurt into your underpants. Despite your fingers deep inside Summer's quim, it's her ass that's expertly bringing you closer and closer to defeat. Part of you wants to obey that instinct, the curve of her body fitting so well with the furious angle of your throbbing cock.

“Oh, you're about to blow it in your pants, how cute.” she grinned, a manic glint in her eye as she looked over her shoulder. “Mmm...come on, big boy. Spurt for me~” she said, biting her lip as she took control, taking your hand and pulling it away from her soaked pussy.

All of your advantages were slowly being stripped away, and it was clearly high time to act! With a growl, you shove her away just hard enough to get some distance before turning her around roughly by the shoulders. Taking advantage of her stunned reaction, your hands latch on to her top and you pull, ripping her top off and exposing her breasts!

You then tugged her shorts down, deliberately stopping around the knees, before just... nudging Summer over, causing her to fall to the mat. Clara's gasp of alarm was only just barely masked by Summer's horrified scream as she toppled in a heap, face first and ass up. You smirk, knowing what to do next.

You do know what to do next, right?