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Chapter 5 by Pinorsubmit Pinorsubmit

Can I roll on top?

No

Jill slams her crotch against mine and i squeek as my ass hits the carpet. I can feel her huge bush bearing down on my smooth cunt and blush at the look of ferocity in her eyes.

She starts shimmying down and her nipples start overpowering mine again, bending them at will. I squirm, but she uses her hips to keep me pinned, her womanhood keeping me firmly in place. Im being destroyed as her breasts completely overwhelm my own, as I cant fight back with my back on the ground.

I groan and moan on the rug, humiliated and outmatched. Jills face presses against mine and giggles, making me groan in frustration, being woman-handled in every sense of the word. She playfully bites my cheek and purrs and I squeal, ashamed at how wet my pussy gets. "Do you give up, little girl?" She whispers smugly, before softly biting my ear.

Do i give up?

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