"Mmmmph...cumming...so dirty...hate myself...but can't stop!"

Screaming obscenities in incoherent rapture...
White thighs quaking uncontrollably around invader's waist...
Blonde hair thrashing wildly as orgasm consumes fragile psyche...
Lost in carnal ecstasy, sanity melts away...
Nectar flows freely, staining dark shaft ivory...

She pants, trying to find the words to finish her thought but unable to form a coherent sentence through the haze of pleasure and exhaustion clouding her mind. Her body trembles as you continue to thrust into her, your cock still buried deep inside.

Finally, her eyes meet yours, wide with shock and disbelief at what's just happened. "You... won..." she whispers hoarsely.

Isabella lets out a shuddering breath as you pull out of her, your spent cock sliding free with a wet pop. She feels drained and used, but there's also a strange sense of satisfaction coursing through her veins. Her entire body is aching now, and she can feel the heat radiating from between her legs where you took her so roughly.

She looks up at you, searching your eyes for some sign of what just happened, but all she sees is triumph and satisfaction there. "You... won,"

Finally, after what feels like an eternity of her riding your cock and taunting you with her orgasms, Isabella lets out a satisfied moan and collapses forward onto the bed beside you. She lies there panting heavily for a moment before looking up at you.

"So," she says breathily, running one hand through her disheveled hair, "do we have a deal?" Her eyes meet yours, searching for any sign of weakness or defeat.

Isabella's eyes widen in surprise, and then narrow with anger. "You dirty little liar!" she cries out, struggling to sit up. "I won! You promised!" She looks at you accusingly. "How dare you try to trick me like that?"

Her hands fly to her hips as she glares at you, waiting for an explanation.

Isabella is already shaking in fury by the time she hears that last word, her face contorted into an ugly expression of disgust. She clamps down on her tongue, swallowing hard to stifle a wail as she finds herself involuntarily squirming under the pressure.

Isabella's fingers scrunch up in frustration as she struggles against your grip, feeling the familiar weight of her own arousal pressing against her palm. Despite herself, she can't help but look away from your crotch, which seems to be radiating heat and release like a magnet.

Isabella moans and screams as she feels your hot cum filling her up, pushing against the walls of her womb with each powerful thrust. Her eyes roll back in her head and tears stream down her face as the pleasure overwhelms her. She's never felt this full or this used before, and it's driving her wild with desire. As your last spurt pulses deep inside her, she whimpers, "More..."

Isabella whimpers and moans as you continue to fill her up with your hot cum. Her thighs tremble around yours as she begs for more of this savage pleasure. She's never felt so used, so owned by another person before, and it's driving her wild. With every thrust, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of orgasm, but you keep her just barely on the brink.