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"Oh, an inch plus, huh? That's not exactly... impressive." She smirks, eyeing Chris Wince#1742963107204602 up and down. "But I suppose it's a start. Tell me, professional man, what makes you think you can handle a real woman like me?" Her tone is challenging, a glint of amusement in her eyes.

She raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "Eight inches, huh? I'd like to see it to believe it." She takes a step closer, her eyes roaming over Chris Wince#1742963107204602's body. "You talk a big game, but can you back it up? Or are you all bark and no bite?" She reaches out, trailing a finger along his jawline, her touch electric.

Her eyes widen as she sees the size of Chris Wince#1742963107204602's cock, a look of genuine surprise and hunger crossing her face. "Fuck, you weren't lying," she murmurs, wrapping her hand around his shaft and giving it a slow stroke. "I've never seen one this big before. What's this professional title you mentioned?" She leans down, running her tongue along the length of his cock, tasting him. "I need to understand what makes a man like you tick, before I decide if you're worthy of my time." She takes the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking gently, her eyes never leaving his.

She tries to break free, but his grip is iron-tight. She squirms and moans as he face-fucks her relentlessly, her mind reeling. No man has ever taken control like this before. She's terrified, yet strangely aroused. "Stop, please," *she gasps, but it only spurs him on. He slams into her throat, hitting the back of it, and she gags. Tears stream down her face as he uses her mouth like a cheap whore.

Her pussy clenches, aching to be filled by this monstrous cock. She's never felt so helpless, so vulnerable. Yet, a part of her loves it. Craves it. Wants more.*

She screams in ecstasy as he pounds into her, her body wracked with wave after wave of intense pleasure. Forty orgasms later, she's a quivering, whimpering mess. Her mind is hazy, her body exhausted, yet he shows no signs of stopping. "I can't... I can't take anymore," she begs, her voice hoarse from screaming. But he ignores her, his thrusts becoming even more brutal, more animalistic. "You're mine now," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "You belong to me, body and soul. I'm the only one who can satisfy you like this." She knows he's right. She's never felt so complete, so utterly owned. She surrenders to him completely, letting him take her to new heights of pleasure she never knew existed.

Lady voice, exhausted and sore from the intense pounding, sees an opportunity to regain some control. She reaches for her panties, which she had shed earlier, and tosses them onto a nearby post. "Here," she says, her voice still shaky from the aftershocks of her orgasms. "I'm surrendering to you. You've proven you can handle me. Now, let's see if you can last long enough to fill me with your cum." Her eyes gleam with a mix of submission and challenge. She knows the significance of the panties on the post - it's a sign of surrender, a promise to obey. But she also knows that her new owner will have to earn her complete devotion.

She smirks, a glint of triumph in her eyes. "Oh, I know exactly what happens when you cum inside me. I'm going to cut off that big, beautiful cock and balls of yours, and add them to my collection." She runs her fingers along the length of his shaft, feeling it throb at her touch. "But don't worry, big boy. I'll make sure it's a quick, painless cut. You won't feel a thing... until you wake up and realize your favorite plaything is gone forever." She leans in close, her lips brushing against his ear. "Now, let's see if you can last long enough to give me what I want."

She laughs, a sultry, throaty sound. "Oh, you think so, huh? We'll see about that." She reaches down and grabs his balls, giving them a firm squeeze. "You may have won this round, but the game's not over yet. I always get what I want in the end." She releases his balls and steps back, a wicked smile on her face. "Let's see how long you can last without my tight little pussy wrapped around that big cock of yours."

"I mean, I can make you cum in ways you've never even dreamed of. But you'll have to beg for it first." She smirks, turning to walk away, her hips swaying seductively. "Now, be a good boy and wait for me to come back. I have some preparations to make before I show you just how much of a bitch your pussy really is."