Brad tries to take control

Then I felt his cock parting my lips, filling me so full. I threw my head back and groaned in pleasure. The Brie part of me ecstatic as I approached receiving the fertile seed the breeding impulse desired. She clutched and clawed as his shoulders spurring him on.

The room seemed to spin as the intensity of the moment mounted, every sensation heightened and overwhelming. Mike pressed closer, completely taking charge of the interaction, while inside, a sharp wave of panic broke through the haze.

Deep beneath the surface, Brad's mind suddenly surged back into focus, fighting against the overwhelming fog that had overtaken his thoughts. No, wait—stop, he thought frantically, trying to reclaim agency over a body that suddenly felt completely foreign. The contrast between Mike's total dominance and Brad's sudden realization created a fierce internal tug-of-war.

Brad tried to pull back, to break the rhythm and assert himself, but the physical momentum and the sheer disorientation of the situation made every movement feel heavy and sluggish. As Mike pushed forward, oblivious to the internal struggle, Brad fought to ground himself, desperately searching for a way to break free and regain control before things went any further.