You came here for pussy. Take the pussy.

You position the head of your dick just near the entrance of her welcoming pussy. You push forward, and your head parts her delicate lips. Almost immediately, Lisa jumps. "Hey asshole! I said my ass, not my pussy! Take it out now!"

You want to listen to her, but by now it is too late. You are in heaven, and while Lisa is saying no, her wet pussy is saying yes. You continue to press into her. She lets you for a moment. But before you are fully hilted, she starts slamming her hands against the table.

"Guards!" She shouts. "I am being ****!"

Before you even have a chance to pull out, two very large men come up behind you and throw you onto the ground. You have no idea where they even came from! They then drag you out of the room and into a smaller room off to the side. You don't remember much after that, as they then started to beat you. The next thing you know, you are in a car trunk. You just learned the hard way to listen to women when they say no. Sadly, you didn't live much longer after this. You see, if a guy can't be trusted to not **** a girl, then surely he can't be trusted to keep the fuckfest secret. Two weeks later, your body is recovered from the ocean. It is in rough shape and unrecognizable to anyone who has ever known you.

Game Over.