Seeking revenge, finding troubles: Okami vs Miko

Put to sleep like a good boy in spite of his will, Okami had soon gone limp in her arms, which allowed the playful vixen to carefully strip him out of another piece of his clothings, making his silly attempt at taking revenge on her ever more self-embarrassing... which he was going to realize soon.

The cute boy would keep snoozing softly on Miko's lap, her hand petting his hair in a mockingly loving way until he started to come to his senses and re-focus his vision.
Miko's large bosoms were heaving up and down teasingly, inches above from his face, hiding most, but not everything of her self-satisfied smile to the boy's sight.

"U-Ughh..... not again...!!", Okami would groan faintly, realizing his position as Miko could acknowledge his attempt at sitting up from the taunting cushiony comforts of her lap.

Miko would smile as Okami would wake up. "That is two falls down. 3 more to go my dear Okami." Miko said as she would let Okami sit up. "I hope you are ready to lose your underwear next." Miko would say before grabbing at Okami's hair to pull him into her large chest. "I hope you are ready to start." Miko would say as she let out a giggle as she shoved Okami into her chest.

The recent sleeperhold had drained Okami of most of his strengths but he would not give her the satisfaction to admit it, so the boy would sit up himself...only to be promptly pulled close by Miko, shoved face first into her large glistening bosoms.
"uhh..don't worry I'm ready and this time you won'tmmpfhhhh...!!!".
Before the poor boy could even finish his brave lie, his flushed face was engulfed by soft smothering boobs already, having him flail in embarrassed panic.

Miko would hug Okami tight against her chest as she watched the poor boy flail his arms in a panic. "Oh, calm down. You know you are enjoying it in there." Miko would say before falling forward to trap the poor Okami between the bed and her breasts. "I hope you are ready to lose your underwear my dear Okami." Miko would say with a giggle.

Okami would keep struggling but with his vision blindfolded, not to mention his air denied by Miko's soft smothering orbs, the boy was not really going anywhere.

The curvy ninja-girl would easily lead the sensuous embrace, unbalancing Okami and pressing him down to the soft mattress where she could apply an even tighter breastsmothering hold.

Okami knew well that each second spent in that sensually mesmerizing trap was going to make him weak and helpless and that he would become soon helpless in her embrace if he could not break out quickly.

But, far for just smothering Okami, Miko's soft bosoms were also a dangerous weapon because they allowed her to lull her prisoner into a sultry, enveloping feeling of female warmth and seduction, like drugging the boy and preventing him from fighting all out.

"mrrpfffhhhhh.... mfffhh..!!!" Like that, Okami's disoriented and seduced squirmings had very poor chances to get him out of the busty girl's clutches, while his muffled protests in vain search of oxygen were basically getting to entertein Miko and waste his stamina.

Miko had Okami right where she wanted him yet again and Miko started to wonder if this is what Okami had wanted when he challenged her to this match. Miko would lightly shake her chest back and forth to batter the trapped Okami's head to add some humiliation to the poor boy as she smothered him out yet again. Miko would add some more pressure o the by as she would grind her crotch against his to add some arousal to Okami's poor trapped body.

Okami had deluded himself to take a regular match and, with that a chance to pay Miko back for his embarrassing defeat at her hands... and breasts, legs, butt, lips.

But judging on how this unexpected bed-wrestling challenge was going for him, he would start to wonder himself if the sultry ninja-girl could put him into some kind of seductive spell wittingly or not, making the young male forgetful of his fighting skills, and an easy victim of her sensuous holds

Whatever it was, stuck into the soft fleshy jail of Miko's bosoms, poor Okami would feel like she was not only draining his physycal strenght by oxygen deprivation, but also entrancing him with her mesmerizing curves.

Something that she could realize, to her own amusement, noticing how Okami's head was easily lolled around inbetween her swaying breasts.
As a further taunt to his already hopeless predicament, the young silverhead could feel his underwear straining under the pressure of his hard member, shamefully brought to full attention by Miko's intimate rubbing.
"M-Mrpfffffhh..... 0///0".

Miko would feel Okami's stiff member rub against her naked crotch and she smiled. "Oh, i knew this was the reason you challenged me to this fight. You just wanted me to get you aroused." Miko would say to the trapped Okami. "If you just wanted to have some fun all you had to do was ask." Miko would say as she would blow on the trapped Okami's hair.

Okami's head was reeling from lack of air, stuck in Miko's erotic version of a breast smother but, in addition to his bad predicament, the boy was being totally flustrated and embarrassed: the voluptuous vixen was playfully taunting him like if he was some kind of little masochistic pervert wanting to be weakened and dominated by her sexy curves... and to Okami's flustration, she was easily making look like he really loved to be her prisoner.

"Mmff mfff.....", with Okami's muffled voice making Miko's cleavage ever hotter and wetter, the poor boy was being effectually suffocated in such seductive way: his boyhood couldn't help but ironically rise to full attention just while he was getting sleepy.

Miko loved the feeling of Okami's manhood growing hard from her sensual attacks. Miko would reach down with one hand to begin to stroke Okami's boyhood through his shorts as she smothered him out between her breasts. "Oh, Okami i wonder how long you will last?" Miko would say as she couldn't wait to strip him of his underwear next leaving the poor Okami as naked as she was.