Tell her you want it

"Yesss, I want it, let me fuck you!" You've already lost, so there's no issue with cumming...and you've got to admit the sexy Latino has you pretty fired up right now. You grind yourself up against her, breathing shallowly. "Please!"

"I'm really happy to hear it, chico! Let's get my jeans out of the way, si?" Lorena wiggles her way out of her jeans without pulling too far away from you, rubbing up against your cock on more than one occasion. The naught Latino girl was apparently going commando underneath the jeans, because her bare ass is soon pressed up against your dick.

She grins at you, slowly sliding her rear upwards while keeping it pressed along your cock, until finally her pussy is positioned just above the tip of your anxiously waiting dick.

"Are you ready, chico?" You nod quickly, blurting out another request to put it in.

Lorena holds her position though and speaks to you instead while lightly rubbing her pussy up against the tip of your cock.

"You know, I'm a pretty gracious loser. I wasn't too mad at all just for losing to you chico." You remember things a bit differently, but you're not about to interrupt her and delay the heavenly feeling of her pussy wrapping itself around your member.

"But, when you went ahead and lost to some tennis chicas afterwards...that made me look bad. And to be perfectly honest with you, chico, right now, I kind of feel like a bitch."

"It's really satisfying hearing you beg to stick your dick inside me, chico." She continues to slowly rub her slit along the top of your cock without putting it in.

"But what's even more satisfying is what I'm going to do right now." Lorena leans forwards and her smile turns several shades more vindictive.

"Guess what, hijo de puta. This is the part where I tell you that you missed your chance to put it in and cum inside me. This hot concha's out of your reach now."

You feel her continue to grind her wet cunt against your dick, but her words start to sink in, making you let out a groan of frustration.

"Ooh, looks like it's sinking in a little, eh muchacho? You're so close, yet so far. You must be regretting not cumming for me before, huh? Since you're going to end up squealing like a little piggy for the Rose anyway, you really should have just accepted my kindness."

Lorena laughs as she continues to keep her pussy tantalizingly close to your cock, without ever letting even the tip slip inside. You feel like you'll go inside if you can't slip inside her, but she only seems to smile more as you get more and more **** to fuck her, your pleading only seeming to please her.

After what feels like an eternity, you hear Alessa call over from the sidelines. "I know you're having fun, but time's about up Lorena. We can only keep the Rose waiting so long!"

Lorena sighs unhappily, but climbs off you, leaving you both relieved and frustrated. "That was fun, chico. Now good luck with the Rose!" With a laugh, she prepares to leave.

Alessa stops Lorena before she can walk away though, "you've got to make him cum too. It's not fair to the next girl if he's already on the brink like that."

Lorena rolls her eyes and struts back over to you. "Let's get this done, ragazzo." You can tell she's not pleased with releasing all the tension she's spent the last few minutes building inside you.

Her hand wraps around your throbbing cock, and she gives it one hard, skillful stroke from head to base and back. You're dying to cum so badly, and so close to the edge that her single up-and-down movement is enough to bring you over the edge.

Your cum fountains into the air as Lorena gives you a few more strokes, looking pleased with her handiwork despite herself. "Wow, chico, I didn't realize you were a one-pump-chump." Not exactly a fair assessment considering how long she's been rubbing her pussy on you, but it seems like she's still got her grudge...

Lorena laughs as she turns to leave again, wiggling into her jeans before sashaying out the door.

You swear there's a hint of sympathy on Alessa's face as she wipes up the mess around your groin with a cloth, but Katherine doesn't show any mercy as she takes a light, but still threatening, grip on your balls. "Who else did you meet?"