Marisa and Tasha

Tasha chuckles at her question, but doesn't really say anything to it. She felt Marisa's legs wrapping around her waist, and hissed as those heels dug into her rear. She feels Marisa groping her breasts, and looks down with another hiss of lust, grabbing her by her hair, and pulling her up into a rough kiss as she was growing aroused.

Marisa wasn't a dominatrix like Tasha, but she was more then willing to meet Tasha's commanding kiss with one of her own. She opening her mouth, inviting Tasha's tongue in but then met it with her own. It would press and wrestle against the violet haired woman's as thier kiss deepened.
Her fingers would also begin to roll Tasha's nipples between them, occasionally stopping to pull on them, letting them stretch away from the orb of Tasha's breasts in an almost rough tug before returning to her gentle teasing, looking to keep the submission queen on her toes.

Tasha let out a dominant growl as they locked lips and began wrestling tongues with her. Aroused, she'd press her body down close to Marisa's, trying to instead go nipple to nipple with her as Marisa continued her expert ministrations on Tasha's nipples, hoping to interrupt the actions Marisa had planned by not allowing her any room to do so.

"Mmmh.. you're a real pro with sensual matches, aren't you? I bet it's a rare occasion, when a woman actually does managed to keep you down beneath her.. your body singing with pleasure so intensely you can't think straight, and can do nothing except surrender your body to her will." She whispered huskily into her ear. "Honey.. I plan to have you in that state in the next few minutes." She declared boldly.

"Mmm, you say the nicest things." Marisa replied to Tasha's boast. "But, are you all talk, I wonder?"
She released Tasha's breasts, as the violet haired woman pressed their nipples together, the hardened bits of flesh around each other with their movements.

Tasha chuckles a little. "Just ask the other women I've made succumb to my will.." She replied, and hissed softly as her nipples met with Marisa's. She started to rub her breasts up and down slowly, flicking nipples back and forth with Marisa as they began to joust breasts with each other. "Mmmn..."

Always a sexual weakness of hers, Marisa's nipples grew to almost rock hardness as the breast duel went on, the American starting to gasp and moan against her will. Deciding to try and add a new dimension to the conflict, she slipped her hand between their bodies, finding Tasha's sex and starting to rub and down the slit of her pussy with her slender fingers.

Tasha grinned as she knew she was starting to figuratively push Marisa against the ropes when she started to gasp and moan, until she felt a hand sliding between them. "Ummf!" She gasped in surprise, and tried to grab Marisa's invading arm, and try to pull it out from between them. "Trying to seek an unfair advantage in our little titfight? What's the matter, can't take the heat?" She taunted, before pressing her nipples hard into Marisa's looking to pummel them into submission now that she knew a weak spot of hers.

"Mmm, I admit, you have me on the run in a titfight." Marisa replied. "But a sensual match is much more then a titfight."
Then she leaned up and kissed Tasha, her tongue invading the dom's as her hand stubbornly continued it's work on Tasha, sliding her fingers up and down against the violet haired woman's pussy.
However, if Tasha kept up the work on her nipples, Marisa would moan into the kiss.

Tasha smiles a little, then moans a little as their lips locked, and she leaned in to battle Marisa's tongue with her own. She hissed as Marisa continued to slide her fingers up and down, but she'd try and pull that arm away from her sex before trying to bump her breasts into Marisa's again.

The model's tongue swirled around Tasha's as the two women kissed. Her nipples rose against the dom's, hardened as her foe pressed their breasts together. As Tasha pulled the model's hand away from her sex, Marisa thrust her chest up, her nipples pushing up into her French foe's.