“Can you imagine? Mature sex “Mmph,” she tried to protest, but it was lost in the sea of saliva and muffled sounds. “Take it,” she whispered, her voice a siren’s call that Jake couldn’t resist. “You’re going to have to tell them, you know,” she said, her voice cold and calculating. The pain was too much, the fear too intense. But then, something inside her snapped. Anger, desperation, the need to survive. I didnt realize what was happening till I was done. He could feel the power of it, the way it made him feel small and insignificant. Jake sat on the locker room bench and set Samantha sitting cowgirl in his lap. Each thrust was a declaration of victory, a reminder of her powerlessness. They struggled for a second but eventually positioned Samantha on her knees, her head bent low to the floor as if in submission.
