Fuck her!

He smacked her hand, knocking the knife from her grasp, and while she had a stunned look on her face he through her down on her bed, and then leaped onto her!

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING???! NOO! STOPIT!!" Melissa yelled at him as he ripped her dress down to see her tits, roughly tearing off her bra, too.

"C'MON! STOP!! I'M SORRY!!" she yelped, but it was too late... he was gonna have her NOW.

He began mauling her tits, and then reached down and pulled off her white lacy panties..." WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? KNOCK IT OFF!!" Melissa demanded as he dropped his pants and mounted her, she began to fight even harder, but he was able to pin her arms down to control her.

He was atop Melissa now, her tanned, large tits bouncing as he began fucking her...

"Ugh... ughhh. ughhh,... noooo... nooooo... ssstooppppughhhhhhhh" Melissa grunted and pleaded at the same time.

"You fucking cocktease, you bitch!! All I ever did was be nice to you!!" He snarled as he **** her.

"Ughh... nooo... stoppp... immmsorrryyy... nooo... ughhhhh... uhhhhh!"

"ughhh... ughhhhhh... aghghhhhhhh"

As he continued to fuck her, it felt as good as he imagined it would. But then something odd happened... he felt her fighting less and less... what was going on?

What is happening? Is she passed out? Is she drunk and confused? Is she enjoying it?