JULIE VS A BUILT COMPETITOR:
Matching his physique against my training, Matching his girth against my build. Matching his lust against mine, the contest raged for hours. He rang my bells at times and I made him scream at others.
He wore me down with many positions and unique thrills. He thought he’d finish me this way.
He road me and I returned the favor with pleasure. For most of the match, I underestimated how much he liked my thin waist and tone backside. When we got into this position, he was grabbing my haunches. Soon, in the midst of a might fuck, which I thought might break me, he started screaming like he was on a roller coaster. His control waned as I started slamming back into him, wresting it from him with forced pleasure.
Fucking him, moving him backwards - inches at a time - brought him to be pinned against the wall - and that was his undoing. He cursed and begged, but I sensually slick-fucked him into his final cumm, enjoying the feel of his jerking last peak and turning to watch him slide down to the carpet, blissfully KO’ed.