Okami vs Priscilla Theodorakis (complete)

Okami flushed in uneasiness from being pinned like that by a lovely cheerful girl. He might push her off with a sudden tug of his flashing muscles, but her knowing cutesy acting was very effective in preventing him from thinking straight, allowing her to embrace him in her seductive trap.

"Mgpffff...." With his face cuddled deeply in her warm smothering breasts, she was slowly weakening both his body and mind, feeling his face wiggling inthere in vain seek of air as she was exciting him.

He soon realized his air supply was expiring in the increasingly hot and wet prison of her breasts, so he started struggling more intensely to push and wiggle free, fighting that part of his mind craving him to just get stuck in her arms.

Priscilla pressed her chest some more against Okami's face, loving the way he struggled under her and unknowingly getting turned up too. "Oh that's right, I have to make you 'pop', don't I?" One of her hands slided through his body to his shorts and started caressing his member over the fabric, while the other still kept him being smothered.

"MMMM....!!!" His smothered voice vibrated through her breasts as she stroked and suffocated him, feeling his struggles gradually slow down as he squirmed under her sexual stimulation, wasting more oxygen.

Unable to catch a breath, he started to suck on Scylla's breast flesh in a more desperate struggle for air, making their embrace hotter as he set one of his hands free and groped her butt. He knew he add to react quickly, before she could make him faint, or cum or both of them, but it was like if the warm enveloping softness of her breasts was absorbing his ability to fight back, soothing him down.

Meanwhile, panic for suffocation was starting to awaken the feral part of his mind, as she could feel him pant more and more in her cleavage.

Priscilla felt her butt being caressed, and in response started stimulating Okami's shaft more passionately. She pressed her breasts even more against Okami's face, and at a point she slid her hand down Okami's shorts. "Undo my bra", she whispered. Her cutesy mask was starting to crumble, but this no longer mattered for her as her body got hotter and she started to sweat.

A muffled moan came from the soft depths of Scylla's cleavage as Okami mildly did as he was said, slowly reaching to her back and finding their way to unhoopk her bra. He seemed to shallow and become her docile aroused puppy under her smooth sexual domination.... when she heard and felt something unexpected: With a smothered snarl, Okami's tounge gave a long lick inbetween her breasts and groped her butt hard, grinding their hips together.

When Okami's tongue touched Scylla's bare chest, a purr of pleasure came from her. She took her hand out of his shorts to hold his head closer to her, and slowly slid her legs down his body and tried to entangle them with Okami's in a sort of erotic grapevine, her curvy hips grinding against his rock-hard erection."Mmm... like it?"

His air supply was completely cut off when she hugged his head to bury it deeper into her chest, making it a hot fleshy tomb for his face. Okami wiggled in eager seek of a way out, giving her breasts lots of stimulation as they jiggled along with his head movements.
As expected, his cock started to swell and harden under her skilled seductive grinding as she entangled his legs and he was stuck by the moment, their sweaty bodies squirming together, overheating each other.
Though in a struggle to avoid erotic suffocation, Okami couldn't help but place one hand against Priscilla's butt, letting it slide inside her bikini bottom as a finger found its way inbetween her buttcheeks, stroking back and forth.

Although Scylla was getting increasingly aroused at that position, the surprise caused by Okami's finger served to snap her out a bit of her semi-beastly state. She decided that he had smothered him enough, and better things would follow up now. "You only get a handful of this when I decide to", she said, referring to her luscious butt. She would press his face a bit more to ensure he was really dazed, then would get out of him briefly, preparing for the next move. Her bare and pale breasts hovered out of Okami's face, giving him a good eyeful.

Okami's face finally appeared after a prolonged period under her breasts showing a silly mesmerized expression on his face. The wolvish side of his personality was urging him to just stand up and pounce on him, but the "puppy" part was basically in a funny confused state, due to both air restrainting and embarassement for being reduced into dizzyness by such a womanly smother-hold.

Scylla looked at the poor Okami with a smile. "Now the fun's going to start", she thought lustfully. She got her body up for a little bit, her breasts shining with sweat and dangling tauntingly. Then, with a small laugh, she did a 180-turn over Okami's body and straddled him again. His arms were again trapped by her legs, pinning Okami's upper body entirely to the mat. Priscilla's butt were just inches away from Okami's face, not touching him but threatening to facesit him if he wasn't a good puppy. This position gave Scylla two free hands to use just as she wished - and Okami's shorts were just at her reach.