Fight dirty, grab her tits

You aren't going down this easy- or, you aren't letting her go down on you this easy... whatever.

You make a move to squeeze her tits, an eye for an eye, but your too slow, and she has you by the dick. A sharp squeeze is all it takes to stop your last ditch effort. She follows it up with a punch across your face.

You fall onto your side, her hand still clutching onto your dick.

"Fine, John, you wanna play rough?" Sharmane says, jerking your cock some more.

"I can play rough." She sends another punch into your face, your vision blurs. Your mind tries to break through the confusion of pain and pleasure at the same time.

She pulls on your cock, gently guiding you to lie flat on your back where she begins peppering shots into your face with one hand while jerking your cock with the other.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Your head swims, not wanting to lose, not wanting her to stop.

The women begin chanting with each punch.

"CUM, CUM, CUM!"

Sharmane relaxes the pace of her hand to a painfully slow and steady up and down your throbbing cock. She leans in close to your face, her forearm pressed up gently against your throat.

Up, down, up, down...

You can feel her warm breath against your ear as she says, "What do you think, John, should I let you cum?"

...up, down, up, down...

You nod, barely even understanding the question your brain is so frazzled.

...up, down, up, down...

"Well then, I guess you're just going to have to earn it. Tell me how much you enjoy getting your ass beat by a woman, and I'll make you cum so hard you won't even feel me knock your ass out."

You're in almost too much of a haze to answer. You take a second to gather your thoughts, feeling her smooth hand run it's way up and down your cock, it feels so good...