The Paragon’s entire body shook like an old woman, palsy tremors rippling through her body as Kora kept shouting.“Surrender! Submit!”I howled, c...anneled my pain, and stumbled at her. I put every ounce of strength I had left into me. My hammer and ax swung at the Paragon. Knives of agony stabbed into my body. I stumbled at the misshapen thing. My weapons slammed into her chest, into her bleeding breasts. My hammer cracked into her sternum. My ax bounced off her ribs. Pain shot through me. I. I slide his cock down my throat. I got about seven inches in. I suck like a vacuum, bobbing my head up and down. He groans more and I could tell he's having a hard time trying not to move. I suck slowly, drawing out the action, when he finally breaks. Jake grabs the back of my head and pushes it down onto his cock. I gag slightly, but he keeps going. He fucks my face. I would have stopped him because he moved, but (1) he was too strong and (2) I was turned on too. He finally let out a roar and. John took it softly and then they settled in with their drinks and began chit chatting. John was amazed how easily this had happened. It was a rare occasion. He knew that a lot of women had their guard up when entering a bar. How many guys had the reputation of being interested in only finding a one night pickup? Not that John was opposed to the occasional hookup, but he was naturally a bit shy, and a true romantic. He also had a real respect for women. He found that he truly enjoyed talking. My hair was longer and I kept it neat as possible. One time while in the shower one of the football players (John) looked over at me and asked me if I liked what I saw. I responded by turning away and concentrating on my shower. He came up behind me and said I had a cute girly bottom and he patted it, then walked away. I didn't think much more about it until one of the cheerleaders came up to me later, giggling a bit and handed me a pair of panties; saying that John had given them to her to.