Struggling for Air

It is indescribable, the feeling of a rival struggling for air, gasping for breath, and struggling at first mightily, but then weakly against your breast-smothering embrace. The woman who not but moments before was your equal, wrestling against you with peril risked on both sides, begins to succumb, and against her will, submit to your body.

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