Ryan headed over to his bed, jumping onto it with a light bounce and creak of the metal frame. Alice suffered as his heavy manhood swayed and thumped against her inside, enticing a moan from her giant captor. Her constant struggles to shove his quivering mass away from her further aroused the boy, occasionally those massive fingers fondling his length through his jeans, squeezing her tightly, shoving and crushing her into the hot, throbbing flesh.
Eventually he seemed to stop, just leaving her in her musky prison, his position shifting around her so she was slumped against the base of his shaft and his balls. The hairs dug into her a little as the stretched fabric of his briefs pinned her to them, allowing little movement other than slight shifting and wiggling. His voice mutters down as he seems to play a game, button presses clicking out, occasionally shifting about as he concerns himself with getting killed or otherwise losing at it. After about five minutes, he finally talks to her again, his voice drowning out any tiny whimper or cry she tried to let out.
"If you want to get out, you have to get me off," he bargained, giving his crotch a quick rub with his palm, "like that. Got it?"
His voice boomed down, his command and direct, demanding question sending shivers of fear down the tiny girl's spine. She whimpered, no words forming, unable to voice her distaste of this situation. She pushed her body out a bit, her hands sinking slightly into the soft, sensitive flesh of the giant erection as she tried to make some room for herself, deciding her next course of action.
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