Big love Debut Amelie Roux vs Yori Nazuka Hentai match

Yori would lie is he wasn´t curious what was about to happen next. Being in the hand of a way stronger woman like Amelie, that wasn´t something that often happened even to Yori. So it was kind of a adventure for the mature woman.

YOri felt how her opponent was pressing herself against the lower back of Yori at first, so the Japanese one was expecting Amelie to go for a lower attack. She didn´t knew how wrong she was with that! Suddenly the blue haired woman felt two strong hands grabbing her big boots tightly before folding them with a tight grip. Yori would imminently moan out loudly while throwing her head backwards a bit. That was a great treatment. The French really knew how to use her hands. Yori started to rub her won back against the breasts of Amelie to at least try to repay her for the great treatment.

But suddenly Amelie would top it of by suddenly nibbling on the neck of the mature woman. Yori would start to bit her lips to finally stop moaning out so loudly and wiggle a bit to the treatment of Amelie.”Yeah this is great, don´t stop please!”

And just like that, it appeared Yori was hers.

Experienced hands fondling the chest she had gripped so lovingly, Amelie purposefully began to lean back, as to allow Yori to rest more and more in her arms. The more Yori was in her arms, the more Amelie felt in control, and the more she was likely to keep such in the effort the more mature woman suddenly shifted. If the two were on the ground, the huge figures would almost be spooning given their proximity, with Amelie's breasts playing the role of huge bouncy pillows to Yori's back. Albeit, the soft pair soon began to turn less so, as Amelie's own arousal was forcing them stiff.

"Like...you could stop me..." Whispered the French beauty, not at all showing signs of slowing down with that tender suckling of neck flesh. If she had her way, there would be a hefty mark left upon that skin, a sign of ownership of sorts regardless of how the match ended. Of course, Amelie couldn't see the match going any way other than with her victory now.

To further cement her foes impending defeat, her right hand would begin to lower. Sliding off that large firm breast, the wandering fingers would seemingly tip-toe down the soft curves of the figure, massaging that tummy for a moment, before seemingly going lower. Evidently, Amelie's wandering fingers had no intention of stopping until they were just above Yori's thighs.

YOri was enjoying the treatment her opponent put on her. That was just the way a match should go! That was just feeling way to good to fight back. Yori was only wiggeling a little bit in the arms of her strong opponent. She didn´t see any need to break out right now anyway. Amelie was only focusing on her upper part meaning that she wasn´t a real threat for a hentai match so far. So Yori was keeping her back pressed against the front of the giant French and rub it against her big breasts.

But suddenly Yori felt how one hand of her opponent was letting loose and was wandering off, towards her south. Imminently the mature woman knew that would mean trouble, so she put her fingers onto the tights of Amelie, before starting to press her finger nails right into her flesh and scratching her in pretty rough way. Yori would lean her head a bit backwards and whisper then. “Where do you think you are going sweet, let´s stay above the belt area… we want to take this slow after all don´t we?”, asked the Japanese woman her opponent while keep moving her nails over the skin of the French. Yori would put a smirk on her face. She wanted to show her opponent that she wasn´t any toy to simply handle like that. Or at least not now…

Amelie was confident. She had reason to be. Yori had almost begun to literally hum in her grip; leaning back further and further until Amelie was essentially holding the woman in her arms. Right now, the French woman could only see victory. All she had to do was slide those experienced fingers in, and literally take it. All she had to do was sli-

Suddenly, pain.

Alot of it, and sharply too.

Amelie was a big beauty, who could take alot. When she was prepared. That sudden sharp grip out of no-where clearly caught Amelie off-guard, as she not only halted her attempts at arousing the woman, but attempted to quickly slide backwards out of Yori's proximity altogether!

"Ohh...you...you rude minx..." She'd grunt, looking at her hands for marks!

Yori was kind of happy and sad at the same time when Amelie broke up the hold and rolled away from her. On the one hand it felt so good that Yori wanted more of this treatment on the other hand that was the problem. In a hentai match you shouldn´t ask for more than you can take. The mature woman would roll over the mat before making her way back up to her hands and knees. She would shake her head and then try to stand back up.
“Sorry babe as much as I love it gently and romantic… I need it rough sometimes let´s see if you can take that as well!”

Yori would then try to speed up catching Amelie before she was back up to her feet and jump right into the air, hopping being able to smash her giant butt right into the face of the French beauty. That was one of her to go moves always working in all the other leagues before joining the afw, let´s see if it was working here just as well. YOri would stumble a few steps away from Amelie after her move hit her.
 

Still on her hands and knees, Amelie could but watch as the heavier figure began to manoeuvre, climbing to her feet directly before the French beauty evidently with had intentions. A part of Amelie planned to move, or at-least attempt to; the woman's touch was sensual, but as shown by the move a moment ago, could easily turn painfully. The vast majority of the French beauty however, simply wanted to see what Yori would do; a part of her that came to regret such a choice!

Flattened by a rear that made her own look plain, Amelie's hands and legs would jerk out from the pain as Yori squashed her. She was lucky that the mature beauty did not opt to continue with her posture; simply laying there after the hip thrust had hit, trying to catch both her breath and bearings. Evidently, she was brought to the mercy of her foe, by the act of a simply bashing of her butt!

Yori was getting a soild stand after a few steps around the ring. She would walk over her opponent and stand with spread legs over the French and smile down to her with a playful look on her face. “Did you like what you just saw…. I really hope you did because there is a lot more coming for you than just that!”, After that YOri would let herself drop down, letting her rear end fall onto the face of her opponent. Yori would try to fix the arms of her opponent right under her knee. Now the Mature one was face sitting her opponent with a smile on her face. Yori was facing towards the legs of the French beauty.

Yori would then slowly bow forward putting her hands onto the stomach of Amilie and pet it for some time before walking down wards with both of her hands… when she reached the bottom of her opponent should would softly push away the lower part of her opponent´s clothes. Then she would start to move her fingernails over it for some moments before pushing in two fingers of her right hand.

The butt bash against Amelie seemed to be a precursor of sorts for further punishment, as before Amelie could even force herself into a sit-up posture, she'd find Yori pushing the attack; and pushing rear back upon cheeks! Screaming out rightfully so, Amelie's body would jerk up with hands shooting out, before latching her fingers weakly upon the soft flesh that now imprisoned her. She'd try to put force into pushing the beauty from her, but found her efforts in vain as Yori's weight simply pushed aside all meek efforts that the French beauty could offer.

She could likely push further, and with more force, had Yori not given her a staunch reason to stay glued to the canvas; namely, the fact that her outfit was now fully stripped from her via her foes wandering hands!

The fingernails of the Japanese woman were wandering over the pussy of her opponent for some moment. Amelie liked it gently… so Yori didn´t wanted to act like and elephant in glass ware store. YOri would pull one of her hands back, putting two of her fingers into her mouth to make them wet before putting her hand over her opponents pussy again. Carefully the mature woman was then pushing her two fingers into the pussy of her opponent and hold them in there for a moment. After licking over her lips Yori would start to pull them out again and push them back into again fingering her opponent slowly and gently. But the mature woman was picking up the paste trying to get faster and faster, increasing the amount of pleasure the French was feeling. Now it was Yori´s turn to make her opponent feel great.
 

Amelie found herself huffing and heaving as Yori's busy hands went to work, but even in her pleasure, she would not consider herself easy prey. The moment Yori's hands slipped back to her mouth, Amelie herself would suddenly begin to motion. Rolling her hips, she'd attempt to flip the heavier woman over so that not only was she free of the beauty, but she now had her down against the mat!

"Ohh...such a cruel one you are...time for some back I think...?" Amelie would purr, now sat upon Yori's collar bone after adjusting her figure, so that she was not entirely face sitting her foe in response. Her back to Yori's face, now her own hands would find themselves wandering down that soft creamy midsection, before sliding between her foes legs!