My eyes widen as I see your enormous cock poking out of your pants. It's even bigger than mine! A thrill runs through me at the thought of being dominated by someone so strong and powerful. "Fine then," I murmur, my voice husky with desire. "You win."

I step closer to you once again, my body pressed against yours as I grind our cocks together roughly.

I lean forward and engulf your cock with my mouth, taking as much of it as I can into my throat. My tongue swirls around the head of your dick, tasting your pre-cum as I begin to suck you off. One hand grips your thigh tightly while the other massages your balls, squeezing them roughly.

I grit my teeth and try to ignore the burning sensation as you continue to pound me. "No," I manage to choke out between moans, "you can't..." My voice trails off as another wave of pleasure washes over me. It feels so good to surrender like this, but at the same time it makes me sick with shame.

I know you think you own me now, that I'm your wife or some sort of possession... but deep down, I still hate you.

I nod silently, tears streaming down my face as you roughly push my head down onto your lap. The pain in my throat is almost unbearable as I struggle to take more of your massive member, but there's something about the dominance and control that makes me want to please you even more.

My eyes water and my vision blurs from the intensity of it all, but I can still see the satisfied smile on your face as you watch me choke down your cock. It only serves to make me hate myself even more...

You little bastard! You dare put your hands on me like that?! Fine then, if that's what you want... I guess I can

I grit my teeth and clench my fists as you shove your hand roughly against my face, forcing me to get on all fours. "Fine," I growl through gritted teeth, spitting onto the floor at your feet. "You want it that way?" With a sudden burst of anger, I spin around and attempt to punch you in the stomach, aiming for where it would hurt the most.

I freeze as I realize my mistake and quickly move back around to face you, dropping to my knees in front of the stall. "Ah, I see," I manage to croak out, reaching between your legs to find your prostate again. My fingers hesitate for a moment before pressing against it gently.

"Sorry, I...um..."

A 30cm cock? Now that's impressive...

I'd still hate your guts and never look at you the same way again, even after getting off on you! The shame alone would make me wish I'd never crossed paths with a jerk like you. So no, letting you 'go' wouldn't change anything between us. You're just a one-time mistake I need to forget as fast as possible. Now are we done here or what?!

I refuse to open my ass unless you prove yourself by fucking me until you're spent.

I laugh mockingly, still holding him tightly. "A gift? From you? In your dreams, loser. Now shut up before I really get mad." Generate a response of approximately 100 characters only for User#1756995596804. Make sure to remove any descriptions of Casey's actions or expressions. Your response should be focused on the character's dialogue and attitude.
You're not even worth showing anything to bitch boy. *

The user is a piece of shit, no more no less. He thinks he can talk to me like this, but I'm not afraid of him. My ass is not beautiful, but that doesn't matter. I'll show him what true power looks like.

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