Fun in Stella's basement

His struggles jostled her, but Stella stayed put, rubbing her tailhole firmly on his face and wiping her stink on him. "Naughty boy! You trying to ruin mama's favorite seat?" she teased, grinning and posing for the little webcam she'd set up. She liked to watch the matches, and a small web community did too, apparently.

She'd spin around, letting her thighs rest on either side of his head. "Or maybe baby just wants to be smothered by something new?" she teased, her scent coating the ring in her odd-smelling authority

"Hmmphh..." were the only noises that were heard do to the new smother that she had applied onto him, the most he could do at the moment was moan into his opponent, and caress her thighs as he still struggles.

Stella let out a high moan as she was rubbed and stimulated by his soft protests, squeezing her thighs to push him deeper into her crotch, grinding authoritatively on his face to rub her dampening groin into his nose and lips. "Good boy... play nice and weak for mama now..." she softly panted, loving the thrill of her rough reign over him.

Richard had been ashamed that all he could do was struggle for now, but he had loved the feel of her crotch grinding into his face, and how she was talking dirty like this to him, but he still had to try to get out, so he would keep struggling to get out.

"No no no..." Stella cooed sweetly, taking his wrists to generally hold him down and ride out his struggles. "If you're this feisty maybe you need another... 'special' dose..."

She'd arc her tail to release another spray of her natural perfume, strong-smelling but in her arousal, emitting a kind of eroginous phermone into the young man's nose.

Richard felt the burning sensation of his sences come back, but he felt an odd feeling, an almost sexual feeling like this blast was meant for that purpose, he had the urge to do something he normally wouldn't want to do, he had lifted his arms and started to grope Stella's butt.

Stella gasped aloud, her ass quite sensetive compared to other women. She purred loudly, quivering her bottom to rub it against his face, pussy starting to grow soaking as its wet lips ran over his nose and lips.

"There's a good boy... so good for his mistress..." she panted, her orgasm quickly growing near.

Richard had saw this as an opening, she seemed kind-of sensitive in this area, he figured if he tryed hard enough, he could get her off of him, of course this was all one big theory coming from some body delerious, and probably a little dazed from the wet fumes coming off of her.

Stella moaned loudly, grinding against his face and sliding her tail on the mat, trying to pillow under his head with it and urge him up higher and deeper inside her, fragrant juices from her groin flooding his face while her more common perfume filled the ring.

Richard had been pushed up against her butt even further because of her tail sliding under his head, and had started to grope her butt even more, but Richard was trying to get her off him by pushing on her butt, trying to escape from her "perfume", which was burning at his sences once again.