"Ugh!"
Bob hit Kara on the cheek so hard it knocked her down.
"Hey, come on, Kara! You're usually so wild in bed, why are you so limp now!?" The fake Bob laughed. "All this is getting less fun for me!"
Kara could only remain silent, looking down while holding her bleeding cheek.
"Or do you want something we do often?" The fake Bob stretched out his arms while Kara got up with an expression between bewilderment and sadness. "Fine if that's what you want! But now I'm in the mood for something a little rougher!"
Kara hadn't stood up straight when Bob tackled her and sent her crashing hard. The girl could only moan in pain and didn't fight back.
Bob laughed loudly, then tore off Kara's shirt until the girl's bra was exposed. Kara flinched and finally fought back. There was a fierce struggle between the two.
"Hey, why are you fighting back!? We're used to this, right!? Come on, it's going to be fun!" Bob laughed loudly again.
