Unfinished Erotic Business

"Maybe if you get me laughing hard enough at your excuse for wrestling," she jabbed back. Martha braced herself for the impact, but only held her ground a few seconds before the oil proved too frictionless and she toppled backward, trying to shove at Tasha's chest with her hands frantically to try and topple her off, though a hurried and unplanned attempt

"Heh..." She replied, and quickly spread her legs out once Martha fell to her back to try and establish a stable base, and would try to grab at Martha's wrists to pull them aside. If this worked, she'd quickly try to slam her breasts down into hers, jabbing her nipples into Martha's, and try to pin her wrists to her body while she leaned down to slowly lick at her neck.

"Mmm... such a sexy little cougar..."

"Uhh!" Martha grunted out at the bust impact, though then again as a lusty grunt as Tasha licked her neck and their nipples dueled almost invisibly between their jugs. "And you're rather tasty for a youngster, I'll admit," she said, trying to writhe and buck her off but as much thrusting into her as objecting in the end

Tasha smiled down at her as she said that, and then tried to keep the writhing Martha in place in the oil, and would try to slam her breasts down once more before she leaned in with a small hiss and would try to lock lips with her, moaning softly as their lips met.

"Mmmn!" Martha grunted as their lips locks, closing her eyes and letting her body grind hard back into her sexual opponent. It was a small sign of open lust and arousal, but a real show of weakness and submission in their situation, grinding rhythmically against her in an urge for more of this intense pleasure rather than trying to force it on her foe any longer

Tasha grinned widely down at Martha as she feels her grinding back against her. She'd break the kiss for just a second. "That's the ticket, baby..." She coos before leaning back in to lock lips again, and then started to adjust her legs so she could slide her thigh up between Martha's grinding hips. "Aww... is the sexy cougar a little pent up?" She teased her.

"uggh!" Martha groaned loudly as the hip rubbed up over her pussy, wet and oiled and oh so tender. Her whole body shivered, clit pulsing and nearly leaping off of her to get at any contact it could. Martha could barely press her body up against Tasha as a sign of actual resistance, biting her lip to contain her moans jsut barely as she was ground into by her rival and unable to much of anything to defy it

"I bet you're a gusher." She teased her, continuing to slide her oily thigh up and down Martha's sex, and leaned down to Martha's neck, starting to suckle hard on Martha's neck, hoping to make a mark as she continues to grind her leg against her.

The hickey branded her quickly enough on her slick skin, just before Martha let out a shocked scream as the orgasm rocked her body, shuddering wildly beneath her as her thick cream coated Tasha's leg. She humped her thigh heatedly, eyes wide and almost fearful looking at the intensity of the sensation bursting through her. She dug her fingers into Tasha's back to try and steady herself as she squirted, bucking with pleasure before slowing to a stop and laying on her back panting desperately

Tasha cooed gently as Martha screamed out her orgasm. She smiled down at her, watching as the cougar humped at her leg, and hissed as her nails dug into her back, and then watched as she laid down on her back and started panting like she did.

"Oh my! Panting like that after one orgasm? I thought you'd have a little more longevity than that" She purred before slowly sliding off the cougar and slid back to her corner on her knees, licking her lips slowly.