Win without taking that condom off

Even as a rookie, you knew a beat woman when you saw one. Pressing Jez’s face into the mat, you release her mouth as you see her tongue hang out in pleasure, moaning tiredly as you pull your cock almost entirely out of her, the tip hovering outside her pussy. “Just finish it and quit being an ass.” Jez groans, laying back down in resignation. You press your back into her’s, as you give a series of brutal thrusts, your balls capping loudly against her ass cheek as she screams in pleasure, her cunt contracting around your cock, her back arching into you as she does. “Fuuuuck!” She yells, slamming the mat in anger, before looking back at you, composing herself as she pants. “Ahem. I didn’t mean to do that.”

You give her a second to relax, laying atop her as you breathe heavily. “Can you get off?” As you roll off her, Jez crawls up to her knees and looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “Well, you were a little unfair, and I did NOT appreciate you sticking that inside me uncovered… but I’ll excuse it. Next time we fight, I’ll be ready for little tricks like that. And I’ll have some of my own.” Jez gets to her feet, looking down at you with ambivalent feelings; on the one hand, she hated your little trick, and not agreeing to the terms of the fight… on the other, you’d finished her, not an easy task. “By the way, I’m not gonna give you a victory round. Jerk yourself off, and congrats on the win.” She tosses on her clothes, and steps out the door, leaving you to do as you like.