Sayumi Arai Vs Cicilia De'Reignhardt [Hardstyle Hentai 2 of 3 Falls] The Grudge Match

Sayumi could feel the struggle venting out from Cicilia, and she was glad for it. Sure, still still wanted to win, a little bit. But she wanted to have her was with her girlfriend, in a more comfortable position if able. Once the boxer has ceased to struggle, she kept at her for a bit longer, gradually loosening the hold, testing to see if she received any push back. When non came, it was time for her to change things up.

Her legs parted freeing Cicilia from their grasp, slipping off the girl to kneel beside her. She slowly pulled her up into a sitting position, taking up residence behind her to scoot up flush against her from behind. One arm reached up and over Cicilia's shoulder, rather than choking her, this one sought out one of her firm breasts to return to feeding her the gentle attentions she so desired. If she ever did wish to fight back, this particular arm would help her in holding Cicilia back. her other hand actually rested on her abdomen, her palm lightly circling her stomach. It briefly traveled high to brush against her generous underboob, or low to tease just near her sex, but remained in a place of simple massaging for now.

Her legs wrapped themselves around Cicilia's midsection, but didn't lock themselves into a hold. Instead they just hooked themselves up and over her thighs, just wishing to have as much contact with her as possible at the moment. She breathed out a soft sweet sight into the back of Cicilia's neck as she pulled her close to begin kissing her gently from behind. Long sweet kisses with a soft audible pop as she suckled gently with each. Her chest lightly rose a fell with her breathing, pushing up into her girlfriends's back.

Sayumi giggled softly as Cicilia turned her head. She wouldn't oblige right away though. She would place kisses up along her neck and jawline first before finally wrapping their lips together. She hummed softly into her girlfriends mouth as she would nudge herself more and more into the passionate kiss.

Her palm cupped over Cicilia's breast gave a few light squeezes before returning to her massage. She could feel the stiff nipples under her palm and made certain to press her hand down into it with each loving grasp.

Fingers danced down along Cicilia's navel, playfully tugging at the bottoms at she still wore. Carefully slipping them down around her hips. Sayumi coaxed the boxer slightly to one side, than the other to scoot the article of clothing down her legs as far as she could. "Much better..." She purred softly taking Cicilia in another long kiss. Her fingers dragged back along the boxer's thighs as she returned to her place of worship. Her fingers slid down around her girlfriend's sex, rubbing over the surface slowly.

She couldn't explain it, but there was something so overwhelming arousing for her about being able to control Cicilia. The woman was so much stronger than her physically, and yet in moments like these she could render all that power meaningless. She hadn't really been aware of how much of a turn on it had been for her until now. She was savoring ever moment of it now, of her girlfriend. Purposely drawing this out. As she was, Sayumi thought she could end this match at any point and time... But she didn't want to. She wanted to say every last bit of Cicilia's strength.

While the match would end with a pinfall, there was nothing that said she had to pin her girlfriend right away. She was going to make this a wonderful end to the night, something for them to remember. She couldn't wait.

Sayumi gave Cicilia one last sweet kiss, tugging on her lower lip as they parted. She slipped back and away, gently easing Cicilia to the mat. Like a wild predator she crawled along the canvas before she moved up beside her girlfriend, half draping herself over her body. Her breasts pressed roughly to Cicilia's abdomen as her lips found there way to curl over her nipple.

Taking it between two teeth gingerly she pressed her mouth down around her breast, suckling roughly at the woman while her tongue played her like a stringed instrument. She had draped an arm across Cicilia's collar, it hooked around to claim her other breast with her palm, working this some over far more gently then that of the one in her mouth.

Her free hand traced down along her body once more to rest upon her sex, no longer waiting she slipped finger after finger inside, three in total. They rose and fell within her as she rolled her wrist. Lastly she slipped one of her long legs down over Cicilia's, one final bit of contact.

From here their lips were sadly parted, but now she could hear every moan which escaped the boxer's lips. Her fingers would slowly begin to bury themselves deeper. Roaming a bit more freely as they circled within her as they pumped at her sex. They would curl every so often as they were dragged back along inside her. Sayumi giggled as she continued to suckle at Cicilia. The sole of her foot pressed up along the boxer's though to glide up and down along it.

She began to pinch and twist a bit at Cicilia's nipples with her fingers as her pace quickened. Her fingers after working to hard to get Cicilia fired up trailer up to their ultimate resting place upon Cicilia's sensitive nub. Pressed firm she rubbed small shapes into it as if tracing a pattern inside her. She gave the woman no quarter, seeking to drive her towards completion as she dominated her every sense... Save for one.

Sayumi gave her nipple one last nipple before pulling back, craning her neck and shifting her body up to rub her breasts along Cicilia's side. From here she forced her lips back to Cicilia's. Her tongue breaching past her lips to flick itself over her tongue as she was doing with her fingers below. There was nothing left but to let her know... "Cum for me..." Sayumi almost never talked dirty, moments liked these were a rare exception. She whispered softly before trapping her lips again.

She could feel the rising head, the coiled tension, the thirst in Cicilia. All familiar feelings for her to experience and feel in Cicilia now especially. It excited her beyond words as she had to keep herself from giggling madly and ruining the sultry atmosphere she had conjured for her girlfriend. It wasn't long after she had increased her pace that Cicilia had become ready to burst. Thankful she had taken the time to move slow up to this point for the both of them. When it was finally time, she closed her eyes, drowning out Cicilia's orgasm with a passionate kiss, not letting her so much as breath air they didn't share.

Her fingers slowed to a gradual stop, soaked in her lover's throes of passion, the walls around them pulsing from stimulation. She left them within her until she has let out her last spasm and fell limp in her embrace. As she broke their kiss she stared down at her girlfriend longingly, giving the tip of her nose a small playful lick. Cicilia was done, she could easily tell as she lay motionless on the mat save for the labored side and fall of her chest. Sayumi softly traced a finger along the outside of her lover's nipples, smiling brightly, the Sayumi she knew so well. "I could pin you right here..." She leaned in to give Cicilia a warm wet kiss on the neck, nuzzling her sweat soaked body. "... But I'm not done with you yet." Apparently her defeat over Cicilia hadn't been thorough enough.

Leaning back she placed her hand gently on Cicilia's cheek, tapping her face with one finger as she smirked. "Try to stay with me... I wouldn't want you passing out before I'm done." She slowly withdrew from Cicilia as she crawled along her body to seat herself between Cicilia's legs. she took a moment to look over her conquered girlfriend, beaming with pride. This had been pretty close, again. She knew that if Cicilia had hit her with that tackle, the roles likely would have been reversed completely and it would be her sapped on the mat right now.

Sayumi let her palms travel over Cicilia's thighs, breathing in the scent of the woman before her thick in the air. It wouldn't be too long before she wrapped her arms around the boxer's legs, dragging her closer... and closer. When she was in position, Sayumi scooted the last of the way in, pressing her naked sex to Cicilia's. She held one of her girlfriends legs completely vertical, hugging it close against her breasts, using it as support. She cooed softly as she rocked her body, rolling her hips especially to grind herself up against Cicilia's crotch, scissoring the girl thoroughly.

She was willing to bet this would be new for her, and a fitting way to end the match. It was close, extremely personal, and most of all, it enabled them both to please one another... even if Sayumi was doing all the work. She closed her eyes as she pressed her lips to the inside of Cicilia's thigh. peppering her with soft slow kisses and licks as their bodies mashed up against one another. Cicilia's own fluid acting as lubrication between the heated grinding and occasional soft wet slap between the two of them.

Cicilia had been so cute, acting tough as she lay helpless before Sayumi. Acting like she had something left when clearly she had been spent completely. Still, Sayumi was going to continue to give to her. Every time the two of them had made love it had been through their fingers or their tongues. She knew this was something new, wanted it to be special. She couldn't be certain if it was to drive home her superiority in official hentai matches or a more sincere apology for having been so off-putting earlier.

Regardless, she doubted Cicilia would forget this. She breathed out a heavy content sigh as she rolled with the rhyme she had set for herself. She knew the closer they got, the harder it would be for her to put the finishing touch on Cicilia as well as herself. It took a bit of control, and will power on her part to make sure she only let herself finish once Cicilia was done, simply because she wasn't sure she'd be able to keep going if she was first.

She held Cicilia's leg with one arm, it's all she needed. Her kisses and long strokes with her tongue were always present. While they didn't need to be, she knew personally she moved attentions like this herself, and thought by Cicilia's reaction she was enjoying it too. She was getting close now. All that time spent having her way with Cicilia earlier still lingered, leaving her aroused and unfinished.

She knew that she would have to do something to help the boxer along, so she had slipped a hand free. Her palm resting just below her abdomen. her thumb, wigging its way down to rest upon Cicilia's sensitive pearl to rub gently at it as she rolled her hips, grinding them together. Working her girlfriend over on two fronts, it wouldn't be long, not after she had captured the glow from her previous climax. She gradually quickened her pace, her kissing became less frequent as she instead just pressed on every so often and sucked, unable to really focus on much more. She moaned softly as she teetered on the edge herself.