SS 16 Harsdstyle Hentai: Marisa Evans Vs. Velvet Valentine

After proping herself up onto knees and hands, Marisa whispered softly into the German's ear and soon began to reach for the Valentine's sizeable targets, the breasts hanging plump underneath her. Anka's heart pasties really didn't do much to protect the nipples underneath as the American's fingers quickly got busy.

Velvet Valentine was more than used to having her breasts and nipples targeted because of her choice of attire, but still the model's touch elicited a moan of surprise and delight.

"Owwm.. nmm.. Just couldn'd vait to your hands-a on them, non?" The Valentine murmured.. She struggled to push herself up off of her hands so that she was down on just one knee. Reaching around behind her she tried to grasp her hands around the back of Marisa's head and then would throw herself back forwards, hoping to dislodge the sexy American and send her tumbling head over heels forwards over the top of the German French babe

"Well, can you blame me?" Marisa replied. "They are oh so tempting...."

Feeling Velvet start to make her way to a more upright position, the model breathed "Uh oh..."

Then the German reached back, seizing Marisa's head and hurling the former hentai champion up and over. She was sent rolling, but Marisa used the momentum to get an early start on getting to her feet.

Much like Belinda, Velvet was proving herself to be an example of strength and sex appeal in one lovely package.

"Aw. And here I thought I could convince you to stay on the mat and... play awhile." Marisa said with a grin as she stood up....

"Oh don't you vorry your süß petit head about zat.... zere vill be more zan enough time to play." The Valentine reached down to and hugged her arms around Marisa's head, turning it slightly as she drew her straight into her generous bosom cheek first.

"But first I like ma play zings to... mmm~... sveat." She whispered suggestively to the American as she started to pull her up to a standing position.

Once they were up to their feet the grey haired vixen released Marisa's head but instead slid one hand down her glorious body, down over her breasts and belly until it provocatively slipped in between Marisa's lush thighs. Velvet Valentine threw her other arm over her opponent's shoulder and placed her bust right against Marisa's front, attempting to lift her clean up off her feet and then dump her down to the mat in a quick scoop slam

The Valentine had plans for on Marisa it seemed, The German pulled her to her feet, before rinning a hand down the model's body drawing a gasp from her. But then Velvet slid her hand between Marisa's legs, before scooping her up to slam her to the mat.

Marisa arched her back in pain after she was sent crashing to the mat. Despite the voluptuous curves, Velvet had power in that sexy body of hers, and enough of it to give Marisa pause as she laid on her back....

Velvet Valentine let out a soft pant of delight after the effort of lifting and slamming Marisa to the mat, watching as her body bounced up a bit from the impact and then curved her back upwards in pain almost as if she were puffing her chest out invitingly towards the busty German. The Valentine rolled the tip of her tongue over her lips as her eyes traced Marisa's form like insatiable hands caressing from head to toe...

Standing just over Marisa's head, the Valentine took one step back before launching her 190lbs body airborne right over the prone American.. Velvet Valentine's large breasts came bombing down like two cozy missiles straight for Marisa's face in some kind of breast splash.

Marisa watched as Velvet stalked her, like a sexy lioness toying with it's prey. The pain in her back was fading for the moment.

Then the German took a step back before suddenly leaping into the air! Before Marisa could scramble out if the way, the model felt Velvet's breasts land on her face, sandwiching it between her ample bust and the mat. Her body jerked as the Valentine's breast splash connected, the American beneath Velvet's body!

"mmmh... Jaa..." The Valentine all but purred in her delighted satisfaction of the results of the breast splash

"Zis is ze much more cozy position-a... don't you zink?" She coed as she wiggled her body against Marisa for emphasis, her large breasts rubbing sensually over the other woman's face. Velvet Valentine's hand smoothly slid down over Marisa's breast, cupping it in her palm so that the model's nipple poked through her clothing and right into the center of Anka's hand.

"Muuuuuch more cozy.." She repeated.. The German French babe slipped her other arm down around the back of Marisa's head, drawing her face across the Valentine's imposing rack and down under her armpit. Anka gave the American's right hand breast a good firm squeeze and grope to try and keep her mind off of resisting her insatiable appetite, pulling her arm in tighter as she tried to lock Marisa up in a dragon sleeper hold

"Mmm...." Marisa groaned dazedly as she felt Velvet's hand cup and squeeze her breast. The European bombshell could feel the nipple harden beneath the bikini that the model was wearing as her body responded to Anka's heated groping.

Although she felt herself getting more than a little hot with Velvet's hand roaming over her bosom, as well as her body being in close contact with hers, Marisa recognized the move about to be used on her when she felt the other woman start to pull her head down towards her armpit. Quickly, before Anka could lock in the hold fully, Marisa would try to reach out with one of her legs, trying to get a foot on the ropes and force a separation. The model was a veteran of the ring and despite taking part in only sexual matches, she had been around long enough to know the dangers of the dragon sleeper!

Marisa was one step ahead of the saucy German, shuffling on her butt to be closer to the ropes even as the Valentine was still lifting her head to fit in under her armpit.. By the time Velvet Valentine had Marisa locked up in the dragon sleeper, she had her foot on the ropes to get the ropes break... But Anka just smiled and stroked her finger tips over the nub of Marisa's areola through her bikini top

"Oww ma sveet... Do you really zink zat fut is going to stop Ze Valentine?" She said, the only warning Marisa got before the Valentine went ahead and yanked back on Marisa's head to apply pressure to the dragon sleeper, foot on the ropes on not.

"Hey! She's got her foot on the ropes!" The ref girl yelled but it might as well have been just been white noise to the insatiable Valentine... She simply leaned forwards so that her face was inches from Marisa's bosom, then quickly pulling up on the right hand cup of Marisa's bikini she tried to reveal the American's hardened nip to her oh so hungry lips... Opening her mouth to try and take Marisa's nipple into her mouth in something like a suckling love bite as the ref started a 5 count on the German

"One! Two!"

Marisa waited for Velvet to break her hold, but instead the other woman bared the model's right breast. Her mouth engulfed the nipple, making Marisa gasp and shiver in pleasure.

"Well, yes, I did. That's why I went for the ropes." Marisa replied drolly to the European woman's comment.

As the referee's vpice sounded out "Three! Four!" Marisa's hands, which were at Velvet's hips, found the waistband of the bigger woman's thong. At first she began to pull it down, but then thought better of it.

The model suddenly pulled up on it, wedging it into the crevasses of her rear, and possibly even the other woman's sex!