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Chapter 5 by burnout burnout

Do you submit, or do you fight?

Struggle!

One hand grips a breast, and squeezes, relishing the soft yet firm feel under his grip, far better without the interference of your thin shirt to get in the way of the sensation. One thumb flicked across the well-formed tip, rubbing against your nipple; And with a muted growl of pleasure, Isacc bends his head down and suckles at the tip, tongue rasping against your skin!

"Nnnnnnn!" You gasp- Mewl, rather, your teeth sawing against your lips at the warm contact, the hot suction of Isaac's mouth absolutely delicious on your straining nipple, the tit rock-hard between his lips; Your head lolls back, mouth going dry as your gorgeous body goes rigid, a fresh flush traveling over your face and chest-

"Oh, god!" The strangled shriek bursts from your lips as Isaac sucks hungrily, lapping at the hardening bud, forcing your voice to rise in first moans, than gasps, the persistent suckling drawing an instinctive response from your lissome form! You squirm, heels digging furrows in the carpet, your hands thumping futilely against his sides- Right before he grips both your wrists in one of his hands, pulling them over your head...And now you know you're in trouble, as you can hear him absolutely grunting now, panting into your ears...

"C'mon, just this once," he growls, low and horny and needy...And his voice, so manly, so forceful, makes the girl inside you writhe like the masochistic slut she is! You'd be lying if you said he wasn't making you horny as all hell, though, absolutely groping you with the mixture of awe and lust one reserves for his dream girl-

What's left of your manhood asserts itself, though, and you manage a gasp of- "But I'm a- Mmmmmm!!!" Your words are choked off as he presses you to the table, hard, your hands absolutely tangled in your shirt, knees bent beneath you- And all you can see is Ranma on the TV, the gorgeous redhead moaning in bliss as she's fucked silly for the umpteenth time...And you can't look away, even as you hear the distinctive zip...Your legs twitch together, instinctively- As if it's was going to do any good, with your shorts around your ankles!

Isaac's throbbing cock pulses eagerly against your flesh, the bulbous head pressing hard, grinding against you from behind- The thick, sticky precum cooling and burning at once, the pungent smell wafting up to your nostrils. "Oh, god," you gasp thickly, taut horror and a strange fascination warring on your lovely face- After all, if you didn't do something, that massive tool's going to be in you...And you can't help but wonder, morbidly, how it's going to feel- But with a last surge of willpower, you **** out...

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