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She’s caged under me, but I want more…. more…. more of that expression…. Holding her wrists in one hand, I push her hands over her head, being deliberately rough with her as I do it. Curving my free hand around her, I reach to unfasten her bikini top. Abruptly she bucks, trying to lift me away from herself, but I’m too heavy. She’s fit and muscular, but she’s still a woman and I’m much stronger than she. I snag her hair for good measure, knotting my hand into it so she can’t escape, then once more pin her down under me. You want it rough…. …. I’ll give you f*****g rough…. My hand still in her hair, I steer her face to mine, revelling in that look…. look “Yes, that’s it.” I can’t move away from her. She’d break loose…. …. but I want you tied…. …. give myself a free hand…. My c**k