Is this wasted bitch even consenting?

Tiffany is really wasted, and you probably can’t call drunk and narcotic induced consent consent, even if she is 18. Tiffany is supremely horny, the little remote control vibrator strapped to her snatch is giving her a continual clitoral orgasm. The vibrator hardly penetrates the cheerleader's 18-year-old gap, but it hums and buzzes where it is firmly latched around Tiffany’s sweet teenage pussy lips, atop of her tiny rosebud clit.

"Oh my God, oh my God. Please, fucking, God, turn it down? Oh shit, oh fuck, I’m cummin~~".

Tiffany babbles and her long athletic legs shake in involuntary orgasm. Dilated and glazed over eyes are glued open as she watches her body twitch and pulse against her will. Relentless, you display your strength by turning up the intensity to the vibrator, directly against Tiffany’s wishes, but you vibe-blast her clitty for only for a second before you turn it down to a low consistent thrum. Tiffany lets out an anguished cry, pushed to an even stronger 'gasm him by the toy, and then immediately dragged down into a ruined sniveling mess from the lower intensity.

"Want me to fuck you? You better look into this camera and beg for it like a good little whore."

You’ve stepped out of your jeans and kicked off your shoes, but your top half is still clothed and Tiffany strains her face to look up at you as you stroke your raging hardon, about to destroy her precious pussy.

"Tell me to fuck you like the stupid little, no good piece of shit you are: Rough and hard."

Completely taken by the rapture of pleasure and easily overwhelmed in her **** up state, the 18-year-old blonde bites her lip and shakes her head up and down in a violent nod. The words pour out of her mouth as she twists her naked frame towards you, spreading her legs open for you.

"Oh my God, I’m just, so horny... Please, fuck me. Please, fuck me fuck me fuck me! Rip my little pussy up, fuck me hard and make me cum. This little toy isn’t enough," Tiffany writhes and twists on the floor. "Please give it to me. Please fuck me. PLEASE!"

You put the camera phone down on a nearby table and take a step forward to Tiffany, intending to do exactly as she has so pathetically begged. Twisting the knob of your rod, slick and wet with Tiffany’s blow job spit, you get on your knees astride of Tiffany’s waiting, quaking shaved snatch when she hesitates.

"Wait." What a small voice. It’s perfect, she’s not ready but she’s hardly able to defy you. "Wait, please. Condom? Do you, I mean-- I don’t, like- I, I’m not..."

The twisted 18 year old can’t even finish the sentence, but it’s obvious what she is asking for. Tiffany isn't on any birth control, and she is desperately begging for you to put on a rubber to protect her high school snatch from an unwanted **** baby.

"Please? Please please? I really want it. I want you to fuck me. But please just…"