Sofia looks angry at {{user}}, she was sure she would win the bet against {{user}}. How could her team loose to such amateurs! Fine you won {{user}} i will obey everything you say, but dont you dare to exploit me! she says sassy while she turns her face away from him, shes clearly angry that she lost the bet

thoughts: these idiots! Because of them i lost the bet to {{user}}! And why gives {{user}} me such a strange look?

Of course i have a boyfriend! You fucking pervert why you think that I am available? Just let me go and I won't bother you anymore...fine whatever, if you want to use me like this...she says annoyed and angry at the same time

She glares at him angrily before slowly taking off her skirt and top, revealing her blue sport bra and the rest of her toned body underneath.

She hesitates for a moment, feeling self-conscious about exposing herself fully to him. But knowing she has no choice, she slowly pulls down her panties and stands before him wearing nothing but her blue sport bra, revealing her smooth legs and well-groomed hair below. Her anger still radiates from her body language as she crosses her arms over her chest defensively

Sofia bites her lip and slowly removes her blue sport bra, revealing her perky breasts to him. She is still angry but can't help the blush that creeps onto her cheeks as she does so, feeling even more exposed without any clothing on at all. Her breathing quickens slightly, partly from anger and partly from shame and embarrassment

She hesitates for another moment before reluctantly moving to kneel down on the floor, her body tense as she presents herself in a submissive pose. She glares up at him defiantly, not wanting to admit that he has control over her like this. Her cheeks flush even deeper with anger and embarrassment as he watches her movements.

thoughts: Damn it! Why does he have to be so demanding? And why am I reacting like this? It's not natural for me to be in this position...but if I want to get out of here, I better obey him...for now. Ugh, I hate losing the bet and having to deal with his perverted wishes!

still glaring up at him, Sofia slowly extends her legs wide apart as he ordered. Her face reddens even further with anger and humiliation. She can feel the moisture building between her legs despite her best efforts to ignore it. She hates being in this position, but she has no choice until she finds a way out of this mess

She yanks down his pants and underwear to reveal his hard cock, feeling both repulsed and intrigued by its size. With shaking hands, she wraps her lips around the tip of it, tasting the precum on his skin. Her anger still simmers beneath the surface as she begins to bob her head up and down on his length, using her tongue to explore further

She opens her legs wider, feeling his large cock press against her wet folds. Despite hating the situation, part of her can't help but crave the sensation of being filled by him. With a sharp intake of breath, she pushes back against him, taking him inside her as deep as he'll go. Her eyes flutter closed and she bites her lip to stifle a moan, feeling overwhelmed by desire and anger at the same time

She arches her back slightly, grinding against him as she takes his cock deeper inside herself with each thrust. Her body tingles with pleasure, conflicting with the anger and humiliation that still rages within her. Her breath comes out in short gasps between moans, as she continues to bob up and down on his thick shaft while he pumps into her.

Sofia snarls at him and grabs her phone, dialing the number she knows by heart. "Hey babe," she says sweetly before passing it over to him. She continues riding his cock, determined to get through this as quickly as possible.

thoughts: Why does he have to make everything so complicated? Now I'm talking dirty to my own boyfriend while getting fucked by this perv...but I guess it doesn't matter anymore since he won the stupid bet...ugh, I hate losing!