"Hmmmm," you say and chew on your finger.
You look him up and down again. That fat gut, that hairy body, and that tiny little purple dick of his just aren't going to do the trick.
"I think I've changed my mind," you sneer. "Maybe if you lose about 60 pounds and grow your dick a six inches we can renegotiate."
To add insult to injury you dart your tongue out at him mischievously. You turn and start walking out of the shower, giving him a good look at your swaying posterior. Before you've even cleared the tiles you feel hands close around your wrists.
"What the fu-"
He spins you around with surprising strength and crushes his mouth over yours. His tongue forces its way into your mouth again and you can taste your pussy juices.
You fight to push him away but he roughly grabs on your breasts. His finger and thumb close around a nipple and he pulls and twists brutally.
"This wasn't the deal," you shout, fighting to push him away.
He shoves you with your back against the wall, warm water from the overhead shower drenching the both of you.
"You lied," he sneers. "Now I'm going to take what I earned."
He pins you against the wall with his forearm and hand. His other hand slides down your body and between your legs. His mouth closes roughly over one of your hard pink nipples and he begins to suck. You consider crying out for help, but you doubt your pleas would be heard over the noise of the showers. Your body is also beginning to betray your outraged mind as his fingers expertly massage your clit.
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