Femie Weydman Vs. Tannis Kichigai: Rubber Room Straight Jacket Match

Femie continued to preen while Tannis talked to herself. She had an eye on Tannis, listening to her talk to herself but when the girl rushed, Femie steadied herself. She spread her legs, prepared to absorb the impact or try and catch a flying limb if it came at her.

"Ooof!"

When Tannis slammed into her chest, Femie blushed but grinned. However, the smaller girl's momentum carried them both down to the padded floor. Femie laughed jovially. "Ohoho! What a lovely hug, ma chere!"

Tannis would let out a grunt as she slammed into the ground on top of Femie. With her face still buried in Femie's breasts Tannis would quickly use her hands to squeeze Femie's breasts before removing her head from their embrace. "Ha, We have you now." Tannis would say as she would fondle Femie while trying to position herself so that she was sitting on Femie's stomach.

"What should we do with her now? I don't know that sounds mean. Hey! That just sounds disgusting. No, no, we can't do that here." Tannis would say as she began talking to herself while she continued to squeeze Femie's breasts while sitting on Femie's stomach.

Femie didn't exactly try and fight Tannis off even as she threatened her and squeezed her breasts. She arched her back and puffed out her big, pillowy breasts. "Oh no, whatever shall I do! Ohoho!" Femie chortled as her cheeks flushed naturally from the touch. The Belgian beauty purred as her breasts continued to be massaged.

"Oh, what indeed? Oh!" Femie's eyes widened when her breasts were squeezed but then chuckled again. "Ohoho... So, how many of there are you, ma chere?" She said, deciding to take the opportunity to get her psychology on while Tannis made up her mind. "Oh, ma chere, it's just us. You can do anything you want. Ohoho!"

Tannis would continue to squeeze Femie's breasts as Femie asked her questions. "More than enough to beat you." Tannis would say as she really didn't know how many of herself she could talk to at one time and she decided now was not the time to count. Tannis would then start to bounce up and down on Femie's stomach to start to get a bit more aggressive with Femie. "Maybe you can count while we all have our way with you." Tannis would say as she would give Femie's breasts a hard squeeze.

"Ughuuh!"

Femie was stymied by Tannis' bouncing, causing her breasts to wobble in the young girl's grip. An interesting sensation, though not entirely unpleasant. "Nnnnnn...." While her cheeks blushed, Femie decided that she wasn't just going to lay hthere, as mostly fun as it was. She slipped her hands up Tannis' waist and went to grope the smaller girl's own chest. Though not nearly as bountiful as Femie's massive chest, the Belgian could find delight in smaller chests. After all, her own lover-on-the-slide wasn't very endowed at all. Femie was curious how Tannis might react to sexual stimulation.

Tannis was still bouncing on Femie's stomach as her eyes were fixed on the wobbling of Femie's breasts. However, as Tannis was distracted by Femie's impressive chest, Femie began her attack on Tannis's modest breasts. Tannis let out a moan as her breasts were fondled. Tannis's hands moved towards Femie's wrists to try and pull Femie's hands away from her breasts.

Tannis would squirm on top of Femie as Tannis's cheeks turned red. "Mmmm, it feels good. No, i don't want her to stop. Hey, we are still on top so we can let her have fun too." Tannis said as she talked to herself between moans.

"Ohoho!" Femie chortled as she listened to Tannis speak after she began to grope the girl's small chest. She fingers dug into the shirt, looking to see how much there was to enjoy while she looked up at the girl. "Looks like everyone's in agreement that you enjoy this, hm, ma chere?" Femie purred.

However, even though this was quite enjoyable, she knew she wasn't winning the match in this position. Her fingers dug into Tannis' chest enough to get a grip and then Femie tried to lift her legs and bridge Tannis off of her and reverse the position of the two.

Tannis couldn't deny that Femie's hands on her breasts felt great but Tannis knew that she couldn't just let Femie fondle her without a fight. However, before Tannis could go back on the offensive Femie managed to reverse their positions. "Oh No! I know we shouldn't let her remain on top. That is a great idea." Tannis would say underneath of Femie.

Tannis would flash Femie a smile before reaching for the bottom of Femie's shirt. Tannis would then lift Femie's shirt up to try and cover Femie's face with her own top.

"Ohoho!"

Femie chuckled when she was on top. She smiled down at the young girl and smirked until she felt Tannis' tug on her turtleneck. She was distracted momentarily, but as the sweater covered her face, Femie raised her arms, hoping to simply wriggle free from it rather than to be blinded by it. Femie had no issues with modesty, so it was no big deal. She was still wearing a bra anyway if she cared.

As Tannis pulled Femie's shirt up Tannis couldn't help but stare at Femie's breasts. However, Tannis knew he couldn't get distracted for to long and Tannis would try to slam her palm into Femie's exposed stomach. Tannis wanted to get Femie off of her and she didn't mind getting a bit rough as this was a match after all. Tannis also knew that if she could get Femie off of her then Tannis could get on top of Femie so she could play with those large breasts again.