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  1. open, before my torso slumps to the mat again, weakly trying to roll you off me.
  2. * Nightshade rolled off Jack's body then sat down on the mat, lightly kicking his head again and again. "So, yield?" She said, smiling childishly-- the way she was sitting down exposing her panties to Jack-- but caring so little about it since she didn't notice it.
  3. * Jack33133 holds my stomach as you roll off me, each breath sending searing pain through it as I turn to look at you sitting down beside me. "Ugh.....ow.......never......uhhhnnnn..." I groan, your boots lightly tapping against my skull and face, weakly trying to bring my hands up to cover my face, though leaving enough room between them to get a peek at those panties, the grey patch in the middle seeming to grow larger.
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  5. grow larger.
  6. * Nightshade sighed lowly then shook her head, standing up from the ground and looking down on Jack. "Are you sure of that?" She said, grinding her boot against the side of Jack's face... adding injury, to insult and to more injury....
  7. * Jack33133 remains flat on my back, getting a good look up your bare legs as you stand up over me, my eyes still fixed upwards your skirt, finding the fingers of my right hand sliding up your leg despite myself, almost as if attracted to what lies underneath.....just as your boot presses down on my cheek, grinding it against your sole. "Ugh.......mock me at...your peril," I hiss, as I try and yank it off with my left hand.
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  9. hand.
  10. * Nightshade forced her heel down more and more, grinning widely and loving the sound and sight of Jack squirming underneath her foot. "Ahahaa... you want it off? Fine!" She exclaimed loudly, raising her boot... only to stomp on Jack's face again and again with full speed.
  11. * Jack33133 struggles to push it off as you grind it harder onto my cheek, leaving a nice red print there before you lift it up and drive it down into my nose. "Aaaaaggggghhh!" I gasp, taking a full-force stomp to my face, bringing my hands up to deflect your other blows, bruising my forearms as I roll towards the ropes, needing to escape your assault and buy myself some time.
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