Angela Kaori Minetti Vs Drake Ishikawa

Drake was blushing but forced himself to continue getting highly aroused from her scent and the taste of her juices as she began to drip on his tongue. He felt like he was finally striking her back and giving himself a fighting chance, even if it meant he had to give up his resolve to not engage in perverted actions. Suddenly though he felt shock hit him as she clamped her legs around his head forcing his face and tongue deeper into her. Before he could think or react she had already grabbed his arms and swung back downwards to knock out his legs.

He let out a grunt as he was dragged into a frankensteiner and forced onto his back trapped under her. He took a moment to shake the cobwebs loose hoping it wasn't too long. He tried his best to examine how they were placed so he could come up with a counter strategy and possibly escape from under her. He just hoped this wasn't her chance to turn the tides once again as he tried to sit up.

Kaori rolled away from Drake after using the frankensteiner to escape from the devastating hold. Her legs were shaky and she could only stay on her fours. Her pussy was dripping down her inner thighs and she could still feel tingles in her aroused swollen mound. She touched her sex just to check how wet and hot it was.

"What a perv you turned out to be, Drake-kun..." Kaori said giggling between pants, she was having a hard time recovering her breath and still felt dazed and her body was now completely soaked in sweat. "Just like my mom used to tell me...the quiet ones are the worst ones." she added giggling as she began to crawl towards Drake, trying to catch hte boy's head in a side headlock, hoping to buy herself some time to recover.

Drake's face was deep dark crimson as he panted able to breath breathe again. He laid on his back aroused, appearing to be in a drunken state from her scent and taste. He listened to her words as she tried to play head games with him and he did his best to tune it out. Drake knew he wasn't going to have long to recover and since he got this far, he couldn't give her any time to recover either. He felt the vibrations on the mat as she started to crawl towards him again, like a cat circling in on it's prey. He gulped felt chills shoot down his spine in a panic.

Drake realized there was only one thing he could do, surrender himself to Kaori. Drake rose his body from the mat still looking "love drunk" as he dropped down to his knees looking defeated as if he was going to kiss her ass. He put his head down in shame as she crawled closer and closer appearing like she could make him do anything, even shatter his own pride. He waited for her to notice the submissive action he took, giving her the opportunity she could only dream of getting him to do willingly. He felt pale and sickly for fighting his own pride and nature, the thought of her turning around making him gulp.

Kaori took the oportunity to secure the headlock around Drake while they remained on their knees. The boy seemed to be done for, but the naughty nurse wasn't convinced. He had tried to fool her like this before when he started with the foot massage to then lift her up and eat her pussy, so Kaori was wary of any more treachery on Drake's part. She tightened the headlock to choke the boy and rub his face against her sweaty boob.

"You are so cute when you play dead, Drake-kun..." Kaori teased shaking the boy's head trying to see if he was truly broken or not.

Drake couldn't believe she actually took the bait. She had gotten close enough for him to reach out and grab her. Blushing as she buried his face into the side of her chest he wrapped his arms around her wait and jerked his body backwards, aim to pull her into a suplex. If he was to succeed he would continue to squeeze her ribs enough to keep the air out but not seriously hurt her. He tried to move and slide his head free while attempting this. He wasn't sure if she would let him succeed but he hoped to have caught her off guard enough to start bringing the fight back to her once again.

Soon Kaori learned that Drake was far from broken as she felt the boys arms wrapping around her slim waist and start to squeeze real hard. "Ughhhh..." she groaned as she felt his arms compressing her taut sexy abs, driving a lot of air of her body.

Kaori squeezed Drake's head in return but then she felt how the boy began to lift her up. "Ahhhhhhhh!" she screamed in panic as Drake held her up to then slam her down. The whole ring trembled with the impact, and Kaori landed hard on her head and shoulders. Her legs went up ending with her knees close to her shoulders. Her arms laid limp at the sides of her head and her breasts spilled down towards her chin as she laid there apparently uncouncious.

Drake laid over on top of her looking down in shock. He had no intention of seriously hurting her and felt terrible, but he noticed something else. Was she really knocked out cold? Did he actually win? Drake remained laying over her not sure what to possibly do as her legs remained curled against her chest between them and her feet rested just barely touching his package. This didn't bother or affect him in the slightest since he was more concerned with her well being and if he had indeed knocked her unconcious.

Drake looked on as the referee started her count to ten. If he managed to win he would estatic managing to prove that not all men were just mindless sex toys. Everything she put him through, no matter how sweet gentle and pleasureable it was, would have easily done him in if this didn't happen. All he could do is wait in silence, frozen in shock as the ref continued her count.

The referee began the count "One...Two...Three...", Angela rolled to her side and placed her hands on the back of her head as she groaned groggy, as if she was just lazily waking up in the morning. She oppened her eyes and moved to her hands and knees, and the referee stop the count.

Kaori rubbed some more the back of her head with one hand and looked at Drake frowning, showing that she was clearly angry. "Oh...so you want to play rough, uh?" she said as she got up. "Sneaky chump!" she yelled quite furious as she asumed her combat stance.

Drake remained speechless as he watched her, his eyes wide and his jaw dropped. He could not understand how she he just recovered from that, especially to act as if she were only waking up from a nap. He was concerned for her and her well being before, but this shook him to the core to see how much she brushed off the damage as if it were nothing.

Drake immediately took the defensive stance after watching her, he knew he was in for a world of trouble. He tried his best to take a deep breathe and keep his nerves calm as he waited for her to attack. He had to be focused on keeping her away and countering her moves, rushing in would just hand himself to her if he wasn't even able to take her out with a ddt.

Kaori took her time after she got up. Drake seemed to be kind of scared to attack and that worked perfectly for her; she was still feeling the effects of the boy's brutal attacks and needed more time to recover. She moved slowly, circling Drake and looking for an opening while she recovered her senses. Once she felt she had her footing back she decided to move to attack, lunging for Drake and tryed to lock up with him and push him back.