Roughly grab my hair with his free hand.

With his free hand, he grabs onto my overgrown hair, his fingers wrapping around a bundle of it.

“What a pretty pink lips you have.”

Having a bad premonition, I began to struggle against my aggressor. But at this point it was all for moot.

“Struggle all you want, I love when they struggle.”

I hear a small giggle from the other side of him.

My attempts of struggling were futile as I watched my eyesight lower and lower, until I was **** onto my knees and came face to face to his semi-hard cock.

“Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way.”