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In a luxurious private home in the Sierra Nevadas mountains, the male sexfight champ of Las Vegas meets the female sexfight champ of Sacramento. They have a two weeks in this snow covered chateau, to determine which of them is the more dominant and...
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In a luxurious private home in the Sierra Nevadas mountains, the male sexfight champ of Las Vegas meets the female sexfight champ of Sacramento. They have a two weeks in this snow covered chateau, to determine which of them is the more dominant and sexually stronger.

On day one, he was more in charge. This was taken on day one. The balance of power shifted in her favor on days two and three. Day four tipped back in his favor and by day five, she found herself considerably worn down by all this.

By the fifth day, she was satiated beyond her wildest imaginings and sore from days of intense screwing. For hours they played. She made him blow again and again, but couldn’t believe how he kept coming back for more. She tried everything she could think of to drain this stud, in every way she could, but he’d cum, and get hard again. That afternoon and evening, her body at first requested, then pleaded that her pride step down for her own self preservation.

On day six, she again screwed for hours, now on the dregs of her energy and endurance. She loved and hated the energy and vigor of her opponent. At 3 PM, during a particularly intense fuck, she again felt that there was nothing left. He was playing her body like an instrument - and he had learned exactly what to do.

Surprisingly to her, she came again. She thought there was nothing left. This time, not only was her cunt sore form all the dicking, but that particular climax was not only intense, but equally pleasurable and painful. Furthermore, she knew, she utterly knew there was now no more in her. She had gone well past her considerable abilities.

Anything more was suicidal.

Through dry lips, she said: “You’ve done it. You’ve fucked me under. I can’t go anymore. You’re too much for me. I need to rest. You win.”

Even though he was able to do more, the dozens of cumms in the last few days had also satiated the guy from Vegas. He stopped pumping and withdrew his cock gently. He held her, stroked her hair and told her: “Ohhhh! So glad for that. You know it almost went the other way. You are the sexiest and best challenge I’ve ever had in my life! When you think it’s right, and if you want, we can have a rematch, but for now, we rest.”

They slept for hours, then gently and occasionally made love in the next few days. In those last few days, it was not as competitors, but as lovers.

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