I pull you further than you've ever bent before, each of your pain filled gasps and moans fueling me. I release one leg, holding the other, and reach back to grab your hair, tugging your head back till I can wrap my hand under your chin, applying pressure to it. "Tell them Michela..." I let out a slow groan as I go for the finish, wrenching your chin and leg so hard your toes touch the back of your head. I twist my head over my shoulder to look down at you, a sadistic glee shining from my face as I gently bite my lip. "Tell them who's the better woman."