She stared tearfully up at him, and her torso shook with a sob, her soft breasts quivering above the white cloth. What could she possibly say? No, and wait for her body to force onto him anyway? Nod, giving tacit permission for what he was about to do? And with the ring gag, she was left without a way to mention this logical problem to him anyhow.<br/><br/>His cockhead was tantalizing, just barely between her puffy, soaked folds, and Gina whimpered softly, closing her eyes.