Sexual workout (Belinda and Marisa)

Belinda removed her boots and then walked over to Marisa, taken ahold of her leg and gently trailing her fingers up the sides.

"oui... But it'll be you who'll be feeling it today." She'll turn and twist the held leg around her own calf. Then crossing the ankle of the same leg across Marisa's other leg. Once in position, Belinda will sit down into position for a figure four... Pressing Marisa leg around the other, Belinda slowly slid her toes up to Marisa's naked sex

"Mmm...playing footsie now, are we?" Marisa sighed in pleasure as Bel's toes caressed her sex. "I didn't know you could use your feet like that, Bel. That's going to have to be something to watch out for. Now, come on. Slide your pussy up to mine....and let's see if you can figure out what the secret to the hold is."

Belinda chuckled "There's nothing like a bit of starter course first" Also, now that she thought about Marisa's hold, it might be easy to counter... Probably only best to use when your opponent is tired or really worked up.

Belinda moved her leg back silkily and then slipped it under Marisa's leg as she kept Marisa's legs crossed over one another in the figure four position. She snuggled up close, her warm thigh sliding over Marisa's crotch until their naked pussy's pressed warmly up to one another.

"Mmh.. now lets see.." Belinda whispered, grinding her hips slightly in the hole and rubbing her mound against Marisa's as she tried to find the right spot for her hips to be in so that she could get at Marisa's clit.

Marisa smiled at the feel of Bel's pussy pressing against her own. The French vixen had to basics of the move down, keeping her legs locked in the figure four position to keep her lower body immobile. Now all that was left was for Bel to find that magic spot that would envelop Marisa's clit in the folds of Belinda's sex. That spot right...
"There!" Marisa sat up suddenly as Bel found the right angle. The pleasure was exquisite, making the American gasp. "Ohh...that's it! Mmm...just imagine if I had been 'softened up' first...."

Belinda groaned faintly and smiled at Marisa, she was feeling the arousal from the positioning.. It was fairly risky having a finishing hold in which your own sex is the weapon, but Belinda could understand why the user would have the advantage

"Oui ma cherie... So if I do this..." She said keeping her hips tilted at the same angle and moving just slightly to test the waters, making her sex rub faintly into Marisa's clit, not quite locked on with her pussy lips as Marisa might do with her expertise in this hold.

Marisa heard Bel's groan and looked back at the French baker, her lips curved in a smile.
"Mmm, kind of a thrill isn't it? Feeling my clit trapped between the lips of your pussy...oh yes, like that!" she began but then gave a moan as Bel started moving. "There you go...ahh you can use different hip movements to make me feel even more pleasure."
She let her upper body fall back to the mat, letting Bel experiment and ravish her with the move some more.

"mmmh.. I think I am getting it now.." She breathed, and slid the palms of her hands back against the mat to keep herself propped up and to put some pressure onto Marisa. Belinda bit into her lower lip, looking down at their nether lips pressed snugly together and moved in such a way that Marisa's clit would be enveloped into her sex. Belinda warm moistness enclosed around Marisa's clit completely

Marisa gave a series of surprised moans. She knew Bel was gifted at erotic wrestling, but she didn't think the Blond Bombshell would pick up on the move this fast. As she felt Bel's sex around her clit, she sat upright again, her eyes open wide.
"Ahhh, god you learn fast...!" she breathed.

Belinda liked the effect it had on Marisa to force her to bolt upright again, she made a cooing noise somewhere between a chuckle and a moan as she watched Marisa's breasts bob from sitting upright so quickly.

"But of course ma cherie... That is why they call me the bombshell..." She clenched her sex gently around Marisa's clit and started trying to mix things up a bit by twisting her hips slightly to one side just as she clenched

With a shuddering moan, Marisa threw her head back, her hair trailing behind her head. Her sex was dampening rapidly, her love juices easily felt by Belinda.
"Oh yesss...." she cooed softly, letting herself feel the full effects of her own hentai finisher. "So this is what it feels like to be on the receiving end of this. Ahh....so good...."