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I worked my clothes off as she landed on my shoulder and started beating on my back with her fists. “Unhand you brute.” I could only laugh. “You’re not tricking anyone with that silly little act princess. We both know how much you want this. It would be less obvious if your panties weren’t completely soaked.”

As if she just noticed she looked down at as her skirt hiked up enough to reveal everything to . She smoothed her dress down and closed her legs before saying. “Unhand you brute!” I only chuckled again before saying. “Oh, if we’re playing pretend I’ll be Grimace from the Macdonalds comrcials.” I pull out a custom-made Grimace costu I made specifically for Harley… Bitch is fucking crazy and we were making our way through so pretty strange kinks like ‘I want to be fucked by Grimace’.

She just looked on in baffled confusion before asking. “What the fuck?” I started to strip off my clothes and unzip the back of the Grimace costu as I said. “Well you were acting like such a clown so I thought, who better to support a clown than Grimace.” I was smiling inside as I kept a stoic face that made her even more angry. “Fucking fine. I get it, no Grimace and I’ll drop acting like I don’t want this.”

I had already halfway climbed into the Grimace suit before she said that. I just looked down and asked. “Are you sure?” “YES, I’M SURE!” She cut off. I just started taking off the outfit before whispering to myself. “What a spoilsport.” I telekinetically removed her clothes as I slid her to the back of the bed so her head was resting on a dozen pillows.

I had no plans to be kind or patient. We both knew what this was. She wanted to fuck because it felt really good and made her more beautiful, thus helping her in her acting job. I wanted to fuck her because it felt really good… Well, I wouldn’t say really good, decent, maybe slightly above average… Because it felt above average and she was paying . Otherwise, we got along like gasoline and pudding. No chemistry.

We were actually adverse chemistry, we both tended to set the other off. I guess we were more like baking soda and vinegar. My friend used to say that’s why girls like the bad boys because volatile substances get the biggest reactions. I had originally planned to fuck her as hard and fast as possible to knock her out so she got the least effect of our sex but now I was swinging in the opposite direction.

I wondered if I could fuck the sociopath out of her. I decided to at least try to fuck her to like , at the very, very least she’d never be satisfied with anyone else. I let her decide the pace by lying down and pulling her on top of . She started riding in cowgirl, I knew she knew she didn’t need to put on an act but it was so ingrained in her, to put on the sexy girl that she tried to make it a feast for my eyes as well.

One hand ran through her hair as another ca up to her tit. She rode at a slow and asured pace. Instead of bouncing up and down, she rode back and forth. She let out another fake moan and I couldn’t help but undercut her efforts. “Man, I should have kept the Grimace suit on. We totally could have fucked in this position.”

She stopped for a mont before she kept up the facade. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh oh ohhh!” She fake ca for the first ti… Does she not rember I know what she actually looks like when cumming? This is getting ridiculous. I couldn’t help but let a chuckle slip from my mouth. Once again her facade breaks as she asks. “What’s so funny.”

I scoffed at her. “Your fake orgasm. Is that what you think you sound like when you actually cum? It’s more like HNNNNG! Also, you squirt a lot when you cum, if a guy makes you accidentally cum once he’s going to know every other ti you were pretending.” I grabbed her by her legs and rolled her backward. With a squawk of indignation, she almost got a word out before I was inside her fucking twice as hard and fast as she was going.

In minutes she was cumming. “Uuunf.” Her body clamped down as she practically pissed liquid out soaking her bed. I just leaned down to her ear and whispered. “I know you. You don’t have to put on an act for . I’m going to fuck you until you learn that lesson.” I didn’t overwhelm her like I did the first ti we had sex. I kept constant care making sure she caught her breath after she ca again before getting back to it.

An hour passed and I needed to start feeding her biomatter so her muscles wouldn’t cramp up from how much liquid she lost so far. Another hour and she had to take a break to pee and most likely wanted to see the changes to her body. She was another vain person and she’d have kept increasing her breasts up to insane levels before I told her that most people look irregular with large breasts.

As much as she wanted to ruin herself I managed to convince her to not go overboard. Double D-cups were about as large as she should go unless she put on twenty or thirty pounds of weight to even her body out or it would look unnatural. Even though she wouldn’t have gotten breast enlargent surgery, everyone who looked at her would assu she did. Natural beauty is what she should be aiming for.

She had orgasd enough to have a bunch of chi floating in her body. I was a man of my word and any woman I fucked I’d make sure got stronger, even the ones I didn’t like. Also, it ant I could slam into her that much harder and she could take it. She showered and fell onto a bed that was still completely soaked with her juices.

She let out a moan of dissatisfaction for getting dirty directly after getting out of the shower and I swatted her ass twice drawing a whimpering from her mouth. “Why are you so an to ?” I took another bite of the sandwich I made as I answered. “I dunno.” I finished chewing and swallowed when I answered her truthfully. “It’s probably because you’re the worst and you actually like being mistreated.”

She tried her best to dispute. “Bullshit!” I could only mock her as I explained further. “Bullshit? Any man who trusts you is betrayed, you use your body to get ahead. The only guy who’s probably ever made you orgasm doesn’t care about you at all. I treat you like a piece of at and you squeal like a pig as I spitroast you.” I finished the sandwich as I smirked at her. “You can call Kermit the Frog because I make my pig squeal.”

She pretended to be mad at until her first orgasm then her frown slipped off her face. I had no plans on letting up until she was heavily fucked. Slowly I pulled orgasm after orgasm from her as I kept healing and replenishing her liquids. She had squirted her entire bed wet. That’s over six gallons of liquid that ca out of her as I kept replenishing her reserves.

She was more surprised than anything else that she was still awake. She didn’t know I was controlling her body to the point where she wouldn’t pass out again. I finally let go and began to fuck her earnestly at the eight-hour mark. I let her body hold up on its own and it almost imdiately folded.

She only lasted another three orgasms until her brain shuts her body down. She would feel this for the next few weeks. Her body most likely craved to be taken to these extres again. I just sighed as I knew that bitch got to . Sotis it was good to get a hate fuck in.

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