Hardstyle Hentai: Belle B. Barker Vs. Ninjette

"Hah... hah... hah..."

Belle was always passionate in anything she had done, but it had been a very long time since she had fucked someone like this. When Kozue's lips slipped from hers, Belle was almost grateful. She couldn't even moan, she just wanted to breathe and panted hotly against Kozue. Thankfully her hips never stopped driving and she continued her hot, hard fucking of the ninjette, sloppily squishing against her soaked pussy as they crashed together.

"Haannnn... ffffffffffuuuuu..... hhnnnn..."

Belle's haggered moans signaled her own impending orgasm and as Kozue near bursting, Belle's head flopped forward and she licked Kozue's shoulder before opening her mouth and sinking her teeth in.

"Hnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

As Kozue burst, Belle shut her eyes and bit down harder, feeling the warm juices tickle her humping pussy was enough to drive her over the edge naught but a few moments later. "HN! HN! HN!" She grunted and pounded her hips into Kozues until she burst. Then she pressed down and ground, mashing their pussies together as juices poured from her loins.

When she rode out her orgasm, she opened her mouth and let her lips pop from Kozue's bitten shoulder. With a light headedness and a rolling of her eyes, she rolled off Kozue and plopped to her side. She grinned blissfully, stupidly and just stared at the arena lights, panting lightly. She could still barely hear the crowd even as they roared and even as the Belle began to ring.

Three years ago, if Kozue had been told that, at some point in the future, she'd end up on her back in the middle of the ring, laying on top of a puddle of her own mixed juices, after a purple-haired cowgirl fucked her silly in front of a live crowd, she would’ve responded by punching someone in the face. Not necessarily the person who told her, but someone.

My, how times could change.

There she laid, getting her breath down to a steady minimum, trying to calm her heartrate. She looked over towards Belle, and couldn't for the life of her actually remember how they'd gotten to this point from the jawbreaker after her match with Reira. Even by AFW standards it was a weird turn, but not an unwelcome one.

Another moment passed, and Kozue sat up, resting on her elbow. She glanced Belle’s way and shifted stray, sweaty hairs off her face, giving her a full view of the sooner's heaving, bountiful body.

”So,” She huffed. ”Where’re we meeting after? Your place? Mine?”

Belle had heard Kozue speak, but she was still busy staing at the bright lights and trying to catch her breath. After a long moment of letting her chest heave up and down, Belle sat up and crawled over towards where she had discarded the booty shorts and slowly stood up, feeling her loins rumble a bit from the hard orgasm. She then giggled and tried to slip onto the tight shorts, getting them up enough to let some of her ass hang out still. She then tossed her cowprint bikini bottoms at Ninjette.

"Yer place." She said and slipped out of the ring. She tugged Ninjette with her and carried her bridal style up the ramp, though her arms were sore, among other things.