Sam fucks Miss Patriot

“Bend over the desk and let me see your sexy behind.” Sam instructed. He watched the spellbound heroine do as he said. Miss Patriot walked over to the desk and bent over it her curvy rear sticking out behind her. Sam walked over to the heroine and ran his hand up her long leg. As he did Miss Patriot stood there unable to stop him. His hand ran up from her ankle to the curve at the bottom of her asscheek. Sam ran his hand up over the curved firm cheek, cupping it and then giving a squeeze. “I’ll bet these look good sticking out from a short little skirt.” The jock teased. He then smacked Miss Patriot’s butt with the back of his hand several times forcing small cries out of the heroine.

When Sam stopped Miss Patriot wondered what he was doing. For a moment she hoped he was leaving. But from the sounds it appeared he was undressing. “Oh no” Miss Patriot thought to herself, realizing what Sam intended to do. “This can’t be happening to me.”

“Spread your legs.” Sam said as he **** his hand roughly between Miss Patriot’s shapely thighs, forcing them apart. Sam then pressed himself up against Miss Patriot. Holding his manhood in one hand he ran it down Miss Patriot’s firm asscheeks. “Lean forward” with his other hand he pushed the 25yr old heroine over the desk. He then guided his cock between Miss Patriot’s legs and pressed the head against her pussy lips. Holding himself with one hand and grabbing her waist with his other, he pushed into her her slowly. “Oh wow you are tight, are you a virgin?”

“Unnnnghh” Miss patriot cried out as she was penetrated. Sam did not use any lube so aside from her own juices there was not much lubrication. “Please, don’t.” Miss Patriot said in her mind but she was unable to offer any protest to Sam.

“You are a virgin!” sam exclaimed as he pressed into the heroine. “Damn, I’m going to enjoy breaking you.” Sam then started to slowly increase the pressure pushing and pushing. He grunted when he broke through and he heard Miss Patriot cry in pain. Sam stopped for a moment, letting the heroine get used to the feeling of him inside her. Then he started to fuck her, sliding in and out of the heroine.

Miss Patriot started sobbing as Sam took her virginity and **** her. She wanted to stop him to fight him to yell at him, but her body was unable to do what she wanted. She felt no pleasure from what he was doing and the thought of him enjoying it sickened her.

Sam grabbed Miss Patriot’s large breasts as he fucked the heroine, squeezing them in his hands and mashing them together. His hands then slid down to the heroine’s curvy hips which he held onto as he pounded her.

In a matter of moments the **** was over. Miss Patriot could feel Sam cumming. She felt him cum inside her and then as he pulled out cum on her ass. As she remained bent over the desk she could hear him slump back struggling for breath. After a few moments of nothing happening, she could tell he was putting his clothes back on.

“You will forget this happened Miss Patriot,” sam said into the heroine’s ear. “You will not remember that I fucked you, instead you will think we talked and then I left. Now, put your clothes back on.” Sam instructed. As he watched Miss patriot put her bra on and her tiny bikini. “When I leave the room you will be able to move on your own again.” Sam then turned and left the room.

When he closed the door Miss Patriot could move again. She looked around the room trying to figure out what happened. She knew she met with Sam but she couldn’t remember their conversation.