Huh, my expressive face registers its alarm as it sees your arm clutch and spread my leg, and your devilish glee in seeing my demure 'Irish pink' spread out. Moments later I scream as you dare to assault my furry snatch, mauling it. I howl and bellow, while still clutching your breasts, and realize, that with one arm holding my leg, and the other leaning back to attack my twat, I can escape this!
Teary eyed though I am. I haul down on your tits, unimpeded, and chomp and bite the left one, and as I dig deeper with my nails, they are being torn! I just have to stand your wicked attacks on my pussy for a moment or two before you roll away in anguish, your breasts bleeding and ripped. I would curse you to the heavens, but I have to keep chewing on your mangy tit.