<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff9999">Despite her best efforts, she was unable to dislodge him, her struggling almost working against her as he groaned, pushing as far back as he could before releasing his load into her as she gagged and sputtered, still twitching from the occasional shock. She grimaced as the salty liquid dripped out of her mouth, running down her face as she jerked away from him, setting herself spinning wildly again. Once more her fiery gaze turned on him. If she could have spit his own cum back at him, she would have. If she could have breathed fire, she would have. But all she could do was hang there, wishing one of the two of them were dead.</span>