on her enemies

You observed Erin was in a real bad mood today. Her jumps just didn't have the same level of feel to them. Her juggling tits were one thing you can appreciate right now as she rode your cock.

"Everything alright babe?" you asked, half-afraid she'd smack you considering the expression on her face.

Erin didn't reply and kept grinding her lithe, sporty body backwards and forwards on top of your erection.

Erin had been riding you like a stallion for about quarter of an hour now, and you’ve already pumped a load deep in her bare sorority slit, but, when you did cum, the mean alpha had narrowed her eyes at you and threatened you with an evil smile that screamed, 'You better keep going.'

So, here you are, Erin on top of you fucking herself relentlessly on your near-to-orgasm dick, trying to chase her climax while you work on not blowing your load deep in her cunt too early, while knowing all too well that your dick will go lifeless by the time she's done with you.

It's a little bit scary, to be honest. With another girl, the furious hip slamming would worry you, but with a toned beautiful body like Erin's and her psychotic need to be in control at all times, you know she isn’t going to snap your dick off... or so you hope. For the time being though, you just take pleasure in knowing that the boobs in front of you are yours for today and you just lie down there, enjoying the pleasure that comes along with having an intense woman like her all to yourself but... the intensity is way off-charts today. Erin keeps cursing and snarling like she wants to kill something as she rides you. You just hope you aren't the one she wants to kill.

You put your fears aside and do your best as you grit your teeth and pump back into Erin’s grinding, pulsating, sporty body. You figure if she gets off she should be in a lot better of a mood... and you can get the hell out of here before whatever's agitating the blonde gets displaced onto you.

Ah, or so you hope but it's too late...

"God FUCKING DAMN IT", Erin growls and slams her pussy down on top of your erection with full ****, squashing your already tired balls. Before you can even move scream in pain, Erin leaps off of your pussy stained cock and, with a graceful twirl, off of you and the bed. Landing on her bare feet on the floor, Erin begins pacing the room, her fingers balled into fists and a cross look evident in her stormy blue eyes.

You know it's risky and would probably get you killed, but out of your gratitude for the pleasure you experienced until but a few moments ago, you ask her, "Hey, what’s going on?"