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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">Jaxx could practically taste her revenge but it was not to be.  She was angry bitch of a mouse though, straddling Butch's naked body with her own stripped form.  The pressure on Jaxx's aching cunt from Butch's muscles abs was arousing.  Her heavily painted skin glistened with her sweat from the struggle.  The kill switch was easily taken from her as panic replace Jaxx's confident demeanor.   She gripped Butch's wrist as she rode the nude security officer in a desperate attempt to keep the tables from once again turning on her.  But even struggling desperately, she couldn't keep the younger and stronger woman from aiming the device at her head.  Unlike Jaxs though, Butch knew exactly how it worked, turning off the safety with a well practiced ease.  <br/>
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Jaxx's face distorted in anticipation of agony, she even whimpered as she heard the trigger click, ready to collapse in agony.  But nothing happened, Butch wasn't content just fucking Jaxx's body, she was in her head now.  Jaxx released Butch's wrist, her hands going to Butch's throat in attempt to strangle her with her bare hands.  Her face a mask of rage, if only she had the strength to back it up.</div>
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