We fall, we roll across the floor, your fingers claw into the flesh of my breasts, make me moan and curse.
As I keep pulling your hair, yanking your head back and forth and trying to get on you.
But all my efforts don't help, in the end you lie on top of me, maltreat my tits with your fingers.
I wrap my legs around your body, keep my feet behind you and straighten my legs.
My powerful thighs press your body together and I can hear you moan clearly.
I push you up and try to turn on your side while I keep tugging your hair.
Your heavy body is difficult for me to move.