Bea vs Tasha: A Busty Encounter

Bea let out another moan. If Tasha went any harder, she wouldn't be able to hold back any more. "Uhhnn....Ahh...Ahh" she would find escaping from her lips as she got closer and closer.

"M..moan my name" She panted as she tried to make her hips grind even faster. She wasn't sure if she would be conscious after this one though, gasping as she orgasmed first, her sex juices dripping all the way down Bea's body.

"Mistress...Tasha!!!" Bea found herself moaning and screaming at the same time as she found her own juices flowing out simultaneously with her Mistress's, cascading down her body, over and between her breasts. The sex juices dripped to her mouth which she subconsciously licked as she soon slipped into a sex coma.

Tasha wasn't too far behind, ending up balancing between Bea's legs before falling onto her back unconscious, her expression in a state of pure bliss.

Bea's legs fell on top of Tasha's own as the dominatrix fell back in pleasure. She lay there with a sheer euphoria. Bea had never experienced something like that before, and she couldn't wait for another experience like that. But she would have to as the two women lay in the middle of the ring: Bea's body covered in her own juices.

(soo.. a draw?)

((not sure...technically Bea passed out first. so it's either a draw or a victory for Tasha))

(K, victory for Tasha then.)

((all right...i guess that means complete then?))