Tiffany Laurence vs Okami (complete)

With a encouraging groan, Tiffany's other hand went to Okami's testicles. Using a firm series of squeezes, she began an attempt to prolong his orgasm, by forcing more of his seed out then usual.
*Perhaps I can overload the poor boy's senses....make him pass out..* she thought.

She could feel Okami's body react with a series of spasms with each single squeeze of hers, and with a faint muffled moan he forcefully gave her all of his load. Laying down w/his face always trapped and wedged between her hot thighs, he was now conscious but weak and tired and she had a clear advantage on him.

With a sigh, Tiffany looked back at Okami, but the Asian was still awake.
"Hmm...now what to do with you?" she said as she released her legs from around his neck.

"G-Gasp... i-i am n-not done yet..." Okami panted out, still willing to fight back despite he knew she had a clear advantage as he slowly tried to force himself in a sitting position, feeling his legs weakened from the recent climax, and his head spinning from the prolonged scissors.

Straddling the weakened Okami, Tiffany smiled and shook her head.
"Oh really?" she said.
Then, without warning, the Texan will scoot back, trying to bring her crotch down over Okami's face, the crimson silk of her thong pressing against his face, attempting to cut off his air again.
If it works she'll sit up, bringing her weight down onto the Asian's face and head to try and keep him pinned.

"Wha... mmghhffff....".
Okami was pushed back down, pinned by her reverse facesitting hold.
His face wiggled some beneath her crotch in search of air, making it pleasurable to her, as he was forced to breathe in Tiffany's mesmerizing scent.

The effect of this were clearly visible, as his previously limp dick started to be "revived" already by such a sensual restrainting hold.
Having his hands free, he placed them on her hips, trying to push her off, otherwise she will be able to completely pin him.

Tiffany went with the push, her ass sliding down the Asian's man's abs. Once she got near his cock however, she came to a halt. Reaching down, she moved her thong to the side, baring her sex, then tried to slide it down Okami's hard cock securing him in her male hentai finisher, the Stallion Rider. If it works, Okami will feel the velvety muscles of pussy contract and pulse around his shaft expertly as her hips raise and lower her sex up and down.

Okami's eyes widened in aroused embarassement as he realized his situation in the match was going "worse", and in the sweetest evil way possible. Before he could try and prvent it, Tiffany's vaginal muscles wrapped around his hard-on, trapping it in the irresistible, relentless hold of her hot pussy.
When the sweet velvet vice tightened around his cock, he arched and tilted back, moaning and squirming helplessly.

Looking back over her shoulder, Tiffany smiled at Okami.
"Mmm, as a Texan and a cowgirl, I've ridden many a stallion into the ground...." she purred.
With that, she began to swivel her hips at every down thrust, adding a corkscrew motion to the caresses Okami was feeling, demonstrating the control she had during her hentai finisher.....

"Ahhhh... T-Tiffany....^^" Okami made out in a helplessly delighted moan, his erection throbbing almost instantly under her skilled irresistible rocking-hips dance. Which of course put him even deeper in her sweet evil trap, making it impossible to escape as she slowly drained him from energy and drived him to a quick and extasiated defeat..

Moaning and caressing her back, he made a last, feeble attempt to get up in a sitting position so that he could try and mount her, instead of being relentlessly pumped by her ass movements.