Kanya's Vengeful Wrath

"Thank you my dear..." said Kanya at that comment,
She moaned as her sex was being lapped, "Mmmmm....You sir are good my friend...."

Matt closed it his eyes as he did thise, not wanting to look at his tormentor and the pleasured look on her face. He licked at her sex rhythmically, starting with the outside before he would start to insert his tongue inside her, pumping it in in out. He was trying to make her cum quickly to make this over all the sooner.

Kanya began to breathe in and out feverishly and spread her legs more as Matt was doing such a fantastic job, "Yes...You're doing a good job keep it up..."

Matt kept at the pace he was going. If he put any more heart into this he felt he might be sick. He could only thank jis lucky stars that the gym was mostly empty today, and no one could see this degradation.

Kanya moaned out loud, as Matt was still doing a pretty decent job, "Don't worry matt, once this is done. We'll go our seperate ways..."
Kanya could feel her orgasm coming alot faster than she expected. "AHHh! I'm gonna cum..."

Matt kept his pace, pumping his tongue in and out, as well as licking at her pussy lips. He would have tried to break free long ago if he had any strength left, but he was physically and emotionally drained, so he was forced to stay in his positon underneath Kanya.

Kanya screamed as cum would poor itno Matt's mouth, "YYEEES!"
She got off the poor guy, "Not bad...but, the ending could have been better, so as punishment..."
Kanya reached into Matt's pants and her eyes widened with shock, "Yo-You aren't the guy who attacked me are you?"
(Without sounding to gay who's longer?)

( " title="Laughing" /> " title="Laughing" /> " title="Laughing" /> Let's just say Matt.)

Matt cringed as the juices flooded his face, trying his best to keep it out of his mouth, but a good deal still got though. He turned his head away in shame as Kanya got off him, panting tiredly after his humiliation. He didn't respond when Kanya went for his pants. He was so far out of it it didn't seem to matter anymore. But then, by some miracle, Kanya stopped in his torture to ask a question. His eyes opened momentarily, and he turned to face Kanya with an icy glare. "T-That's what I've been trying....to tell you...." he growled.

"oh, my god..OH MY GOD!" Kanya said, "I'm so sorry! SO SORRY! But, you look like exctly like him!"
Kanya rubbed her two hands together, and bowed her head several times, "SORRY! SORRY! SORRY! SORRY!"
Kanya quickly got off of him and helped him sit up. She wrapped her arms around Matt and put her forehead against his, "Is there anyway you can forgive me...I'll do anything..."

Matt groaned as he sat up, his plea finally getting through to the muay thai girl. His body was racked with pain and his face was still wet with Kanya's juices, and it had taken this long for the message to finally get through. "Just....get away from me," Matt said with unerving patience.