Muddy Relations

Trying to pry her legs away from Ari’s grasp was hard enough for Chloe, even with the foot that was pleasuring that lone tit. But there was a chance for the American beauty; her hands were still free to pry herself away from the onslaught. Even though this is probably an appetizer compared to what Ari could actually do, it was still sufficient enough to cause her to hesitate. To distract. Perhaps that was part of the lesson Ari showed the older woman, but that would be giving the WAM Wrester too much credit, Chloe thought.

Things would get worse once she found the muddy foot pressed onto the face of Chloe! She did what she could to get her whole face caked with mud, but now the dirty sole pressed all over her facial features. The added substance made her splutter and cough a bit, messing with her breathing as she moved her head to try to avoid it. Or at least she could have if it wasn’t for that tit-rubbing foot clamping down onto the nipple.

“Mmmmph!” Chloe let out a loud moan, something she was loathed to give to the sneering, cocky Ari, but those Hentai skills were of champion calibre. It was undeniable how much it was affecting her, and that was without being near that pussy of hers. Chloe could retort, but with the mud-caked foot on her face, that was harder to do than possible. Her body shuddered, her crotch tingled as her body reacted in a way she didn’t want it to.