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Chapter 7 by brevdravis brevdravis

Give in to your desires?

Take her.

Your body flushes with desire. You look down at the woman beneath you, admiring the curves of her breasts as they strain against the t-shirt encapsulating them. You want this woman, and there is nothing that she can do to stop you if you choose. The thought is incredibly arousing, and you pull your legs under you, and stand, uncermoniously yanking her upright.

"What are you doing?" She asks, fear in her eyes. You don't answer, and still holding her arms, push her towards a bench that is nearby. You love how she feels against you, reveling in the slight shudders that she makes.

You shove her roughly against the bench. Her thighs crash into it, tripping her, and forcing her to place her hands on the bench to keep her balance. You take the opportunity to grasp her waist from behind, and slide your hands down to grab her thighs. You pull, lifting her up so that all of her weight is on her hands. She can't maintain the push up for very long, and collapses onto the bench face first, her legs held up by you.

"Owww..." She sobs, her hands scrabbling for purchase. You run your hands over her legs, feeling her ass and crotch, and admiring their perfection. She's all mine, you think. Deftly you move your hands to the clasp of her jeans, and with a tug, the zipper comes apart.

Gwen struggles, her hips twisting, trying to break free. She fails however, and your hands grasp the waistline of her jeans. With a single yank, they are down around her calves, restraining her movement. Beneath the jeans she wears a high cut pair of panties, hugging her hips, and the outline of her pussy is clearly visble underneath. A new rush of blood runs to your cock as you think about how good it will feel to be inside her.

Dropping her now secured legs, you push on her back, holding her against the bench with one hand. Your free hand moves to your own pants, and deftly undoes them.

"Stop, please...." Gwen sobs, her breathing accelerating. She is not struggling as hard now, and seems to be trying to placate you. You grin, and as you do your pants finally come undone. You free your throbbing cock quickly from your confining underwear, and turn your attention back to her.

How do you ravish her?

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