SS 16 Harsdstyle Hentai: Marisa Evans Vs. Velvet Valentine

Marisa yelled for the Valentine to desist but it seemed that nothing was about to deter the German's insatiable appetite right at that moment... Not even the ref girl that upon suddenly seeing the attack after the bell yelled that the match was over

"Now-a you vill become ma valentine ♥" Velvet Valentine whispered her sweet promise as her stray hand gently stroked down the side of Marisa's lush body and the side of her naked breast. The valentine licked her lips and then slid her free hand down and around underneath, allowing the American to feel the palm of her hand glide against her lower stomach and downwards with only one possible destination

*DING DING DING!!* the bell sounded frantically as if to mark the moment in which the Valentine's finger tips found its glorious spot over Marisa's opening... As ifthe sound of the bell might remind the Valentine that the match was in the current state of mind she was in right now. Firmly the Valentine's fingers curled and scritched right against Marisa's lips, the tip of her middle digit poking its right between the American's slit quite forcefully

As Velvet's hand stroked down the side of her body, Marisa gave a shiver as it passed along her breast.

"Unngh..!" the former champion groaned out, partly in protest but also with a rising sense of heat.

Then the German's hand reached her sex. Already dripping from earlier arousal, Marisa gave a jolt as Anka's fingertips brushed over her pussy.

"Oohhh...ohh..stop....Anka no....Ahhhh!" the American cried out as she suddenly orgasmed, her juices spilling down her thigh, coating the fingers of her erotic tormentor...

*DING DING DING!!* The bell sounded again but it was as useless as it was for Marisa to bargain with the Valentine in the sexually determined state of mind she was in. Feeling the American jolt and her juice break out all over Anka's hand as she orgasmed, the German French babe let loose an aroused longing groan.. This is what she had wanted and it made her heart pound with giddying excitement to have the ex Friction Hentai champion in such an erotic bind.

"Jaaaaaaaa~♥" The Valentine moaned out lustfully.. Far from stopping or hesistating with Marisa's climax, the German pushed on with greater intensity.. She pushed her finger all the way right up to the hilt into Marisa's love tunnel as she leaned down more on her captive's body. Sweat leaked and drizzled off of Anka's bountiful breasts and buxom body down over Marisa's back, her juices of passion smearing into Marisa's hair where her crotch press in close to the back of Marisa's shoulders and head. The Valentine started to thrust her digit in and out against the rippling walls of Marisa's passage

Marisa let out a shrill cry of both pleasure and distress as Anka continued to finger her sex, urging her towards another climax, right on the heels of the one she had just been put through.

"Ohhh...oh my god!" the American cried out, her pussy fluttering wildly around the invading fingers. "Stop.....going to cum again....no Velvet..."

She was exhausted, the match having worn down her stamina. The orgasm she had taken from Velvet's finishing hold was intense, and she felt another one coming on. Right. About.

Now.

Marisa threw her head back, letting out a shuddering, wordless yell as she came. Her pussy let out a long gush of her juices as her sex squirted around the Valentine's fingers. Her body quivered and jerked for a moment as her eyes opened wide, the model slumping in Velvet's arms. Then her eyes would close, as Marisa slipped into blissful unconsciousness, blacking out from the intensity of the back to black orgasms!

The bell had stopped ringing in the background, partly because they were aware now of folly of trying to get the Valentine to stop before she was good and ready, but also partly because what was happening in the ring right now was pretty damn hot.

"JAAAA!" The Valentine cried out as Marisa tumbled over into a second orgasm so soon after the previous one and the German's body jolted slightly as she contained her own mini orgasm. Even now as Marisa was blacking out from the inensity, she would do so to the feeling of Valentine fingering and still teasing at her sex with her middle digit as if she intended to continue even with her unconscious form, leaving the American to museover what the Velvet Valentine was going to do with her unconscious vulneable form.

As Marisa went limp in Anka's arms, the German was no longer able to keep her up right and they both slumped to the mat in an entangled sweaty and sticky mess. The Valentine leaned against Marisa body, panting upon her butt cheek as she slipped her hand away from her crotch and then comfortingly stroked the side of her hips.

"Shh.. shh... Ma valentine... You can rest now-a.." She whispered and then slowly untangled herself from the American and got to her feet. The ref almost felt at a loss for what to do, she knelt down beside Marisa and checked over the American to see if she was ok. Meanwhile The Valentine stood there panting heavily, her eyes tracing every curve of Marisa's body.

"I guess it iz vith me to help her out of ze ring." She spoke and without waiting to hear the ref's approval or complaints, she leaned down and tenderly lifted Marisa's drenched body over one shoulder, her hand cupping at the American's ass to keep her in place as Anka shepparded Marisa out of the ring