Quinn continues her struggles as her shirt is pulled away, the sensation of fingers rubbing across her clit under her thong bringing a sharp gasp, and a fresh rush of moisture between her legs. Her body instinctively bucking, trying to press against the probing fingers, as her ample breasts bounce freely, and invitingly.<br/><br/>"I'm not a slut, no, please...oh...oh!" Her protests trail off at the whisper in her ear. Her eyes widening at his words, and her breath catching as she tries to form a protest. Only to have her thoughts cut off by the sudden stimualation of her breasts, her eyes fluttering closed and a long, low moan escaping from her lips as the rough treatment and her subconsious desires overwhelm her.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">"You...want to give me your cum?"</span>she whispers, her struggles turning into squirms of excited passion as her juices cause her silky thong to quickly become soaked around the probing fingers, her legs spreading to allow better access.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;">"Ooooooh...I...I guess I could...maybe...mmmm!"</span>Her nipples rock hard, and amazingly large atop her firm, bouncy, impressively-sized breasts, each twist of the guard's tongue causing her to moan as the soft, yet almost scaled-feeling flesh of her sex squirms under the agressive fingering!