Sexual workout (Belinda and Marisa)

Belinda chuckled, really starting to enjoy it as she worked Marisa in the hold... She could see why Marisa would like such a hold, she got a clear view of the front of Marisa's body thrashing about.. Something that she missed out on a little in the Triple S.

She felt Marisa's sex moisten up rapidly and responded with another twist of the hips and clench on her clit... This time she did it a little harder, gasping out a breath as her inner thigh rubbed against Marisa's warmly

Marisa moaned and smiled at Belinda.
"Mmm, you learn fast. I haven't had this done to me in.....well ever." she said, sitting up. "But....I hope you're ready for a surprise."
Suddenly, Marisa will roll over, trying to force the women onto their stomachs. If it works, the positions of their clits will reverse, placing Bel's clit between the lips of Marisa's sex, which will start to stroke up and down expertly as Marisa demonstrated the reversal of the move.

"Hmm... And what might that be ma ch-" But then suddenly Marisa went for the turn,Belinda wasn't expecting it even though she knew that it could be done in a normal figure four, she had no idea it could even work in this sexual hold.

"Ah! ...oww! nmmh.." Belinda cried out from surprise at first, closing her eyes and letting out a low groan as their pussy lips slid right into place... Before she had even known anything about it, her clit had slipped in between Marisa's lips instead of the other way around...

"See 'ma cherie'? Now I'm the one who gets to hear you moan." Marisa said as she ground her hips into Bel's.
The lips of her sex clenched around the French woman's clit as the American looked back towards Bel.
"Mmm, let's see if I can set off the the 'Blond Bombshell'" she smiled,

She arched her back, her butt cheeks clenching tightly as the reverse maneuver took effect quite intensely, her clit covered in Marisa's warm moistness. Belinda put one forearm down against the mat, lowering her forehead down to it as she panted into the mat.

"Oww... its.. so good..." she moaned in an aroused voice, wondering how Marisa could do it so effectively in the reverse position...

Marisa gave a smile.
"Glad to hear that you approve Bel. But...I don't have as much control here on our stomachs. I can inflict pleasure because I've practiced this hold for so long. But you can crawl to the ropes easier, or even reverse back into the Clitlock."
She raised and lowered her hips, the warmth of her sex sliding against Bel's clit some more.

"Ah! nnh.." Belinda groaned out her head suddenly bolting up off of her forearm as Marisa raised and lowered her hips to work the hold even more. Instinctively Belinda reached out for the ropes but they were for a moment but they were slap right in the center of the ring so her hand wasn't anywhere near.

She cringed her face a bit, letting out a hot pant before she started rocking her hips and butt from left to right, her clit bumping against Marisa's pussy lips as Belinda tried to get up enough momentum to roll it back over.

Marisa tried to brace herself, but Bel managed to roll them back over, reversing the sexual pressure of the move.
The American sat up, a shuddering moan excaping her as her clit was once more trapped in Bel's sex.
"Ahh...nngh!" Marisa gasped as she shook her head, trying to block out the pleasure of the move.

Belinda flopped back over with Marisa's body right into the figure four clit lock, her sex pressing messily over Marisa's and then slowly finding her clit again. Belinda sat up at the same time as Marisa, resting her forearm on the mat beside her to prop herself up as she let out a couple of mouthfuls of hot air in Marisa's direction.

"That's better.." Belinda said breathlessly now that they were back in the hold properly, she then pressed down on the mat with her forearm in an attempt to lift her hips slightly as she tried to put a little sexual pressure on the hold. Clenching her beautiful butt cheeks as she squeezed her pussy lips around Marisa's clit...

Marisa fell back onto the mat, gasping and writhing in the hold.
Suddenly, she let out a loud "Oh YES!" Her hips arched off the mat as she suddenly came, violently. Bel could feel the pulsing of the American's sex against her own as Marisa's juices flowed from her pussy.
"Ahh.....ohhhh!" she moaned, quivering a bit.