Green Hair Vs Green Eyes: A Harrowing Debut!

Amelie would somewhat exaggerate her grinds, tightly pressing into Sig as she felt the writhe form somewhat turn limper. And soon enough, she'd get the result she wanted, her stomach becoming somewhat wetter along with Sig's crotch. Satisfied, she'd simply stand there, no longer humping the girl senseless, somewhat tightening her arms, as she seemed intent on forcing Sig out now that she seemed to have been completely drained dry.

She'd continue her bend somewhat though, making sure that even once Sig was completely unconscious, her legs would still be somewhat draped over her thighs.

Drifting into slumber, Sig barely moving in Amelie's embrace, not even making a sound. She's almost sleeping like a baby in the amazon's grasps, exhaustion finally getting the best of her endurance. Not even her soaked bikini bottom or the roaring of the crowds bothering her as it was.

Amelie would give a brief squeeze with one hand, shaking and jostling her prey to make sure she was not only out, but completely finished with her orgasm.

"All done, such a shame..." She'd mutter, letting Sig's head fall out of her chest, a bead of drool trailing from her massive breasts to Sig's mouth. The referee would somewhat cautiously approach, looking to lift Amelie's arm in victory.

The big girl would promptly turn, evidently not interested in the 'victory.' "I don't think you want this to be done...huh, my little petite?" She'd mutter to the unconscious frame in her arms, before somewhat hoisting her up over her shoulder, apparently looking to leave with the girl in tow!