You start feeling light-headed. You try to break free from Andrea's thighs, but instead you're just helplessly twitching. Your movements are getting weaker and weaker with every second, and Andrea seems invincible now.
- Still struggling? Don't even try to. Don't you love these soft, yet steel hard legs wrapped around your thin, weak neck? You know... I could even break it like that, he-he! Your neck, your ribs, your whole body. You belong to me now, boy. Just don't resist, and maybe I will go easy on you.
You want to beg for mercy, however the only sound you can produce is a silent wheeze. You realize it's too late now. Andrea has already caught you, her victim, and you can't do any slightest thing about it.
- Give up... - your step-mom taunts you, wiggling her thighs with your head in between them from side to side. - You cannot resist my gorgeous, powerful legs. Admit your loss... or I will force you to!
Your vision gets dark and blurry, and your body is now completely powerless. Your last thought consists of only 2 words. "I lost."
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