Pain

Gemma knows she is in a good position and isn't going to pass it up. She wraps her arms around my neck and starts lightly **** me. I grunt weakly pulling at her arms. I am making it look like I am still fighting but have accepted my fate. I shouldn't have let this happen, but it is too late. I let her be in control early and didn't do anything to take back control for far too long. Now I am too tired and turned on to fight back. I tap Gemma's arm giving her the victory. She lifts her arms and yells happily.

"I can't believe I won!" she says while hugging me from behind.

I rub her arm. "Great job Gemma. You were too good".

"Thanks!"

We get up and leave the room with the opposite moods that everyone expected. We left with a happy, confident woman and a surprised, defeated man.