Put the haughty whore in her place.

Candi stands over you just radiating arrogance and arousal, and you have to admit, looking up at her from all fours, it is a good look on her. She looks so cruelly, captivatingly confident. She looks so dangerous...and desirable. She looks so...so...top heavy.

"Well, are you gonna apologize to my cock with your throat? Or am I gonna have to go all sodomy and gomorehump on your a-EEP!" You lunge from your position on all fours using your knees to springboard your shoulder into her soft stomach. Candi cries out and falls back gasping for air. You let gravity do the rest, your body weight crushing your shoulder deep in her stomach, leaving her struggling for air and pinned helplessly to the mat.

"OOOOONE!"

The loudspeaker blares out the beginning of the three count. It startles you, giving Candi just the leverage she needs to squirm free from you and spring up on all fours. You try to reposition, but she is on you in a second, grabbing your arm and pulling it behind you while planting her foot firmly on your head and pinning you painfully to the ground. This leaves your ample ass exposed to her hard hog sliding between your cushiony cheeks and against your tight, tingly hole.

"Tee Hee. You took me by surprise, lil' baby bitch, but I'm like totes bout to fuck the sissy spurts out of you and there's nothing you can do about it. After I make you sploosh, I get to do whatevs I want to you...while...everyone... watches!" You can feel her spongy sissy cockhead pressing insistently against your all too eager asshole. You know your body will betray you the moment she slides inside you, and that it will only be a matter of time before she forces the cum out of you with her fat fuck stick.

But there is something Candi doesn't know about you, something that can turn the tables in your favor.