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You hadn’t counted on a never-ending sex fight. The day had passed quickly, you could feel your reserves of energy being used up as each hour passed by with Ilse continuing to fuck you with a gusto that you were having trouble continuing to match. Although you worked out daily, always keeping your body in the best shape that you could, her onslaught was slowly taking its toll on you. Ilse was slowly eating away your stamina, endurance and ferocity. She was nobody’s pushover that was for certain.

You had her pinned against one of the ceiling-to-floor glass windows in the Boardroom, as you fucked her wet pussy from behind. You tried to to mask your laboured breath, with every thrust of your hips. “Give it to me, give me your cum”, she taunted you. You were not sure how much more of this you could take, and her sultry voice was working its way into your head in ways that you had not foreseen.

With Ilse's face and chest still pressed against the glass window you fucked her for all that she was worth, her arms were locked behind her so all that she could do was take you in her pussy as hard and as fast as you wanted. ”Fuck me harder, Fuck me daddy”, Ilse commanded. You continued to drive your cock home again and again, trying to wear her down. But this was not getting the orgasm out of her that you wanted.

You had made her cum so easily in the first half of the match, and figured that you would able to continue to do so until she could not take it anymore and finally gave up.

“Unnnghhh, unnnnghhh, unnngggh”, you grunted over and over as you pumped her shapely hips from behind. Normally this was not a problem, but in this case, her sexuality and the way that she continued to encourage you to fuck her had been slowly and unerringly casting a spell over you.

Each stroke of her tight, wet pussy felt so good, that you knew you would be keeping her around for quite a while if you won this match. She was definitely formidable, but she was also suffering despite her being in excellent condition. You could hear her breathing quickened as she continued to shout commands to you.

“Fuck me daddy, Fuck me deeper, Fuck me harder”, Ilse commanded. This was the second time you heard her call you daddy. You wondered at the time whether this was a weakness in her defense. You gambled this was the case....that you might be able to exploit this weakness...if you could use this at the right time and the right place to finish her off. So you eased into slowly encouraging her vocally yourself. Then more directly you suggestively said ‘You like it when daddy fucks you hard, don’t you’. Instantly, she went quiet. Your pounding continued, physically controlling her with her arms pinned behind her back.