Punch.

You attempt to punch her in her face but with all of her experience, she knew right away that was what you would probably do, like most men, eager to use their fists instead of using strategy.

Ash ducks with ease while launching herself at your hips. She tackles you, her bare breasts pushing against your stomach, bringing you down to the floor.

You find yourself pinned to the ground with Ash's full body weight on top of you, unable to move. Ash puts her hand on your neck, beginning to **** you.

"That's right, that's right. Go to sleep, take a little nap. Here, take a look at my breasts, maybe they will help you fall asleep faster." Ash mocks, her long reddish hair shadowing your head and her blue eyes gazing down into yours, with the look of a hungry predator about to feed.

Ash hunches over and applies her breasts to your face, her hands still **** your neck. At this point, you find that you are getting weaker and weaker, unable to breathe. Your vision is slowly turning into blackness...