Belle vs. Garzah - Cowgirl vs. Orc (Hentai match)

Belle couldn't help but scoff, a smile on her own face forming, panting slightly from the long kiss. "I've heard Orcs call me a lot of things, but comfy is a new one."

With Garzah in the corner, she decided to try something far softer than her usual approach. She'd press her body against the Orc's, hoping to smash their bosoms together, and placed one hand on Garzah's panties, looking to rub her womanhood underneath the fabric. Her other hand tugged on Garzah's top instead.

"I must admit, I'm curious to see what this body of yours can do in both love and war, but let me indulge you first, if you wish."

Mariette had to admit, she was impressed when she felt Garzah start to put her in the half-nelson, grunting as she was played with in turn, feeling the orc's tongue on her lips, bringing a slight blush and a small smile out of the Cowgirl.

She didn't let up on her sexual attack, continuing to rub her fingers against Garzah's crotch, otherwise merely struggling and trying to struggle against her hold, looking to maximize the amount of pleasure she could get out of the Orc if nothing else for the moment.

It had been a while since Belle had ever truly been manhandled. She was used to being the strongest woman in the room at any given time, finally finding someone who was giving her a run for her money was as thrilling as it was arousing. Feeling her body get squished up against by the Orc's was a lustful, intoxicating experience, her cheeps blushing beet red now.

When Garzah's lips locked with hers once more, she did what came naturally, trying to tongue wrestle with her opponent, her arms trying to hold ontl Garzah's body tightly.

When Belle felt Garzah tightly grab onto her and lift her, she could only prepare for the worst. Sure enough, she hit the admittedly soft mat with a loud thud, the Orc crashing down on her with all her force regardless, flattening the wind out of the Cowgirl instantly.

"Unf..." Was all she could respond with in the moment, entirely at the mercy of the larger foe for now.

Belle struggled and thrashed as she felt the next part of Garzah's scheme, the Orc's bosom smashing against the cowgirl's face and smothering it relentlessly. Years of wrestling experience crumbled temporarily under a panicked, struggling defense as she felt the air get squeezed and smooshed out of her, Belle trying desperately to either flip both of them around or at least push the Orc off of herself.