Will she allow me to?

"What are you doing Callum Aylott?", she asks, feeling that you are trying to dislodge her. You hate that nickname that she gave to you. "You are my ginger prey and I won't let you go!". Saying that she opens her legs wide to the maximum extent consented by the skirt that she's wearing, casually rubbing her pussy against your jeans in the process. You have been gravepinned. "Seriously", she warns you, "Don't try anything. I can be quite rough durign sex". You are about to respond when a loud noise comes from the living room, followed by the sharp clink of shattered glass. Someone has just broken down the window...