Unlike Dave, Sasha seemed to like the pain. She moaned as his fist landed. "Is this all you're capable of? No wonder you couldn't satisfy Sam..." She was twisting the facts but it served the situation. She brought his hand back on her skin, and leaned on the side of the chair, making sure her pussy rubbed against his hips. He could feel that it was already wet. Sasha was clearly turned on by all this.<br/>