“Oh Julie, you fucking bitch… you … can’t to this to meeeeeeeeeeeee!”
For an hour, I didn’t know what way it would go. My challenger is much like me - energetic and lusty. We traded cumms and I really didn’t know what way the match would go - until this point. Trash talking about how much I was going to make her cum, how I was going to break her, really met her unexpressed desires. I could feel her submit and knew - this was no feint. She was going down for the final orgasm. I did everything to ensure it would be a spectacularly pyrrhic cumm that would consume all of her competitive spirit - at least for now.