whisper. "Then fuck me already."

You move Izzy into the ropes. "Don't worry. I will make this crazy pussy tap out." As you prepare to fuck her. You thought back about a week ago. When this insane whore were trying to bust, crack, and break your nuts. And now you have the golden chance of fucking her into being another one of your brainless pawns.

You grip Izzy shoulders forcing her through the ropes. Faking like she were fighting back, Izzy back were **** between the ropes. Her lower half against the front of your crotch. You lick your lips feeling her warm tight bubble butt.

Owen eyes widen. He had a front row ticket of seeing his friend/possible girlfriend about to be fuck raw. You smirk a little as you yank on her red hair. Your heart pounding with excitement of the idea of fucking Izzy in front of all of the campers.

"Tap out Izzy. I don't want to fuck you to win my match, but I will." your hand moving down to her gear, readying to rip them off.

Chris said. "I didn't think the boy scout had it in him." He continues with the ruse.

Owen yell. "Yes Izzy. Tap out. You can't win now. Please taps and leave his grasp."