Bridget Vs. I-No/Frustrated
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"No need to call names, now. It isn't my fault you're so... ill equipped." While you are caught up in your own feelings of inadequacy and frustration, the woman quickly moves in on you, whipping off her skimpy red jacket and baring her ample bosom. "I bet it doesn't take much to make a weak boy like you empty his tiny little balls!" she says with a grin as she quickly drops to her knees, shoving her tits forward and engulfing your shaft into her cleavage. She uses her hands to press immaculately soft breasts tightly around your cock then begins to move them up and down at a gentle pace. Suddenly you are overwhelmed by the sight, scent, and sensation of her massive rack, and you find yourself prematurely ejaculating just as she predicted. As you begin to climax, she leans her open mouth forward and catches the majority of your numerous squirts on her tongue. As you stand there, trembling and embarrassed from being so thoroughly emasculated, she quietly stands, grabs you into a tight embrace, and forces a deep kiss onto your gaping mouth. By now you are too helpless to fight back as you feel her tongue sliding into your mouth and pressing against yours, leaving behind the thick puddle of sperm that just came out of you. With a submissive whimper, you close your eyes and gulp, swallowing your own load and accepting your degrading defeat. She smiles and winks at you, patting you on the head before turning to strut away, picking up her jacket and throwing it over her shoulder on her way out.
BAD END!
