Tiffany Laurence vs Okami (complete)

Raising herself up on her arms, Tiffany flipped her body around so she she was facing away from him, her legs trying to scissor around Okami's neck. If it works, she'll seize Okami's rod with both hands, gently squeezing it a few times.
"Well, hello there, my hard little friend." the Texan will say soothingly.

Okami squirmed uselessly as she shifted position, wrapping her thighs around his neck in her seductive reverse headscissor.

With his face grinded between her tanned strong thighs and forced to look very closely into her butt, he blushed in uneasiness and weakly tried to push her off, mostly resulting in a pleasurable caress from his hands to her hips and thighs.

Plus, the teasing show of Tiffany's very well toned and round butt inches from his face enhanced the seductive effect of her hold, making him harder and furtherly putting him under Tiffany's control.

"So...how many strokes to make Okami burst?" she said with a smile. "One...two.....three..." she sounded off as she brought her hand down, while with a twist of her wrist, she made it feel like her hand spiraled down his rod.
She shifted to and fro some as his hands caressed her legs and hips.

"Ahhhh.... " Okami moaned helplessly as he knew he couldn't stand for long before he lost his load. He tried to struggle but she held him secured with his neck squeezed in that enticing humiliating hold, and sure she could feel he was throbbing now.

Tiffany upped the pressure of her scissors suddenly, sensing the throbbing of Okami's rod.
"And....four, five, six.." she intoned, upping the speed of her strokes as she went to try and drive him past the point of no return.

"N-No... i h-have to resist...." Okami clenched his teeth in the silly amusin hope to hold back, while he was already pre-cumming.
His squirmings became slower and more aroused, just like his hands rubbing on her butt while his face was enfolded into the sweetest prison, which slowly weakened his body and mind.

"Mmm....holding it back are you? You'll regret that when you finally pop." Tiffany replied sagely.
Her fingers continued to rub and stroke Okami's rod, focusing on the tip of his shaft as her legs continued to squeeze at his neck, knowing that when the Asian finally cums, he'll use up a lot of precious air doing so.

Okami was starting to go dizzy for Tiffany's seducing and yet relentless squeeze. Besides, that playful domination helped her making him more and more aroused, as he felt it throb to the limit. With a faint moan he tried to roll both of them with few hopes to get out from his pinned position: if he fails, he'll be ready for Tiffany to make him cum at will.

Tiffany was still strong, and resisted Okami's attempt to roll her over. Grabbing his rod, she gave a burst of fast hard strokes, looking to make the Asian man pop suddenly.
"Cum for me, sugar...cum.." she breathed seductively.

On his side, Okami's resistence was quickly fading, his face trapped and restrainted in the heated prison of her well-toned thighs as he wasn't able to resist more to her new playful attack. He gave in to Tiffany's expert wanking and started to burst out, going furtherly dizzy in her hold.
"I...I can't.... ahh..ahhhhhhh!!!"