Unfinished Erotic Business

"Aww, pretty little girly not like her pigtails pulled?" Martha cooed in baby talk to her, chuckling and trying to tease her oily clit tip up along the length of Tasha's to try and take a commanding lead, though her lusty eyes clearly not unphased by her physical retort.

Tasha smirked down at her taunting, but it quickly vanished as her clit was teased pleasantly, and Tasha shivered a bit in response. She tried to suppress a moan, but only managed to do so about halfway. "Ummff!" She gasped, then glared down at Martha, reaching down for her hair, and tried to smack her hips into Martha's, trying to get aggressive with the woman, and try to 'catch up' with her. "Mmhh... no way my pussy's going to lose out to yours.." She spoke in a husky voice as she tried to smack hips with her a couple more times.

"Mmm, let it out little girl," Martha seductively commented on her stifled moan. "It feels so much better that way..." Arousal flushed over her face as she replied with harder thrusts, trying to grip her by her ass and twist her body. She hoped the oil and leverage would be able to rotate Tasha around, throwing off her form or ideally turning her completely around to hammer her from behind with pelvis thrusts of her hard clitoris

Tasha grit her teeth as she heard Martha's seductive comment. She could feel herself starting to lose this duel, and it was only made worse as Martha had found a tender spot of hers. "Huunhh!" She moaned before she could stop herself, as Martha groped her rear tightly. It was a moan of a woman that was starting to succumb, despite her best efforts, and it was only made worse for Tasha as she knew Martha was the type of woman to recognize that moan right away.

She was rolled around, so that she was laying her back on top of Martha, and gasped loudly as she started to work her from behind, and now Tasha could do nothing to really fight back. She squirmed on top of Martha, her face red, embarrassed a woman as strong as she was was being reduced to this whimpering, squirming mess on top of the hellcat of a cougar.

Martha was delighted to hear the unwilling moan, her own snatch's fluids starting to leak and mingle with the oil but at least not as badly as Tasha's. It wouldn't take much for her to turn the tables, but this dominant position would help secure her lead more. She'd slap her slick hands on Tasha' oily bottom. "That's it. Squirt like a good little honey. Let that pussy give in to its better!" she insisted, ramming rapidly into Tasha's pussy with her clit

Tasha squirmed helpless on top of the cougar. Her face was beet red as she was being beat out like this in the first round, but there was nothing the Submission Queen could do about it. She felt Martha's clit attacking her own from behind without mercy or reprieve, and it was enough to send her over. "Haaahhh!!" She cried out, reaching her climax and cumming hard onto Martha's clit, bent over as she's rode through her orgasm. "F...fuck..." She said, knowing Martha had secured the first bout. The battle was far from over, however...

Martha smirked proudly as she felt a flood of heat and liquid clash with her oiled pussy, digging her fingernails a bit into Tasha's ass to hold her in place and ramming her hips on, feeling herself growing close to cumming but keeping her own pace to at least minimize it.
"That's it. Cum like a little teenage virgin. That weak little pussy just doesn't know how to hold its cum, does she? You're thirty years too early to beat me..."

Tasha hissed as she felt Martha digging her nails into her butt, and tossed her head back as Martha kept ramming her hips into her. She was left panting softly.
"Oh you are so going down..." She said as Martha taunted her, and tried to pull away from her once she had come down from her climax, sliding away and turning to face her.

Martha let her slip from her fingers, letting her oily pussy cool down as best it could as Tasha crawled away. "Don't go running yet, princess," she teased with a grin. "If you stick around, you might just learn how to sexfight a little." She'd get up to her knees, not willing to show quite how shaky she was from being so worked up and risk slipping in the oil, ready for Tasha's approach

Tasha smirks a little, sliding away from her while on her knees, but she stayed facing her the whole time. She shifted to all fours for a moment, staring her down. "Mm-hmm... keep teasing, baby... I'll have you in tears yet.." She replied before she slid back towards her, and tried to slam her breasts into Martha's, and topple her to her back