Angela Kaori Minetti Vs Drake Ishikawa

Drake watched Kaori lunge after him, locking up with his arms as she pushed him back. Shock finally began to fade as he came to his senses and placed his feet firm into the ground to try to stop her. His focus was dead locked with her eyes instead of her shoulders this time. He couldn't believe it, he had to know what she was thinking, she faked him out so well with playing dead and it made him unsure what to expect from her. Fatigued was also slowly creeping up on Drake, he had been on the receiving end of most of the punishment and the rest of the time he was trying to fight off her attacks.

Drake suddenly stopped his movement and let his body fall backwards, while he did this is pulled on her arms attempting to place his boot gently to her stomach for an attempt at a monkey flip. He knew the risk in this if he wasn't able to toss her over his head but he was running out of ideas on how to take her down. Drake told himself he had to end this match quickly or else she would be taking him home for sure. "You know I'm still going to resist while I have any fight left in me...."

Kaori locked up with Drake and immediately tried to push the boy back, but this was once again a trick as she expected Drake to push back at her so she could snare him again in one of her traps, but instead her opponent did very little to push back and suddenly Kaori felt how Drake let himself fall down.

Kaori leaned back immediately but Drake was considerably heavier and began to drag her with him. Kaori shaked her body unable to free her arms, but when she felt the boy's boot on her stomach she pushed herself to the side with her legs, twisting her body trying to turn her left side to the boy so that the boot would slip and instead of being flipped over him, she would fall right on top of him.

This was bad, his last ditch effort had failed as his eyes opened wide in shock watching out evade his counter. Her body slid off of his boot and instead came crashing down into him as her breasts pummled his face, sending him back onto the mats with her face hovering over his. Drake let out a timid gulp as her naked body laid across his own, feeling the curves and details of her body, being bathed in her body's warmth. He did his best in a shy and polite manner to twist his hips to the side and keep theirs from meeting even though it was becoming harder to think of escaping.

Trying his best Drake attempted to keep his mind clear and not think of the naked beauty on top of him, unfortunately there was no way he could conceal her effect on him while he tried to twist his hips making him blush even further. This set back made him hesitant to push her off of him, not sure where to begin to try to push her without touching something he shouldn't. He tried to look Kaori in the eyes as her face hovered over his, unable to think of any words or responses as he was being torn between primal feelings and modest mannerisms. Then it finally sank into his mind as he realized he wasn't going to be able to avoid and escape her any longer.

Kaori breathed relieve as she found herself on top of her opponent instead of tossed around on the canvas. She took one deep breath, which made her chest expand and rubbed her breasts against Drake some more, and then she locked her eyes with Drake frowning cutely.

"No more games, chump."
She said as she moved quickly, trying to wrap her legs around Draked legs in a sort of vine grip hold, at the same time she reached with her arms around the boy's head, trying to pull it close to her and between her tits for a smother hold.

Drake writhed and squirmed underneath Kaori as she coiled her body around him. He might have been stronger than her by far, but she had worn him out immensely during this entire match, and the leverage she had from laying on top of him and coiling herself made that fact very unimportant. Drake would blush deeply as he stared into her eyes dazed still from her counter move as he felt her legs slide across his body until they were laced around his own, then followed by the soft skin of her hands and arms slipping behind his head.

Drake took one last gasp of air as he watched her generous mounds puff out and draw closer and closer to his face as she pulled him in. Everything went dark as her soft creamy flesh pressed into his face, sealing his mouth and nose from breathing as she held him tightly to her cleavage. The soothing feeling from her heart's pulse could be faintly felt as she seemed to jiggle her bosom just slightly to taunt her captured prey. Drake hated to admit it but he was getting aroused from this direct skin contact, he was also realizing he wasn't able to breathe anymore.

"Mph...Mmmph mpph mphh..." This was all that could be heard from Drake as he tried to respond after she had inflicted her smother. His struggles and squirms made things worse as it only caused her naked body to rub against his own more, making his shaft grow and harden. This embarrassed him as he tried to stop it from happening but couldn't, feeling his tip rubbing against her thighs while he tried to twist his body and hips to move his member from being directly against her flesh as she leaned up to smother him. He tried his best to pull her off as well but his struggles were weakening as he was waisting a lot of air due to these facts. His face blushed warmly into her ample cleavage while his nails racked down her spine but not hard enough to break skin as it looked like he was clawing for his life.

Kaori was a tall and strong girl. She had a fit body that didn't made her lose her feiminity but actually enhanced it. Yet she knew very well that Drake was stronger than her. It wasn't strange for fit tall boys, that were the norm in the wrestling business, to be bigger and stronger than her. And she loved nothing more than overpowering stronger and bigger boys.

For that, Kaori had become an expert in what she called taming boys, a mix of submission wrestling, body domination, breathe control and erotic full body massage usually left her opponents to weak to fight back and usually completely unwilling to fight back. Drake was still fighting back, but Kaori could sense how the boy struggled with his own arousal; she had to keep the pressure on if she wanted to break him.

"Mmmmm...your hands feel so good on me, Drake-kun..." Kaori teased purring seductively as she kept her smother hold, squeezing Drake's head more and more and arching her back she rubbed her fleshy orbs all over his face, making sure he couldn't get any air and that his nostrilss will be filled with her perfume.

Kaoir gasped as she felt Drake's clawing at her back, her eyes going wide from surprise as she didn't thought Drake would be the 'back-clawer' type, but she did not let go. Instead she tightened her grip on the boy's legs, spreading them a bit to then lower her crotch on his bulge and start rubbing herself on him in an obvious sexual way. "I should have guessed...quiet types like you always like it rough." she teased.

Drake almost whimpered as she arched her back, forcing his face deeper and deeper into her cleavage until his face was almost completely hidden. Feeling the teasing humiliation of her fleshy orbs jiggle and batter his face, yet making sure to not leave any air for his nostrils or mouth to take in. His lungs begain to feel pressure and burn slightly as this continued on. His struggles seemed less cordinated and more confused as if he wasn't sure how he should fight his way out.

Kaori only made it worse on Drake as he felt her tighten and spread his legs. While she teased and taunted him he felt her bare crotch lower over his own as he let out gasp and moan against her flesh, waisting more of his air as he fell slightly into bliss. The feeling of her warm moist crotch rubbing against his shaft made him instantly grow hard, much to his embarrassment as he writhed beneath her. His mind was torn between wanting to lose and still trying to win, but the later of the two was becoming more and more distant as the pleasurable sensations washed over him. He was melting under her embrace, slowly being corrupted as she wasn't giving him a chance to escape this time. He tried to squirm and struggle under her, but as his lungs burned her was feeling weaker as time went on, being forced to take in the scent of her perfume. This intoxicating scent made him feel dazed and even more helpless.

Now Kaori had Drake right where she wanted him, and she didn't planned on letting her prey go. She hugged his head tightly, using her arms to press her tits together to make sure her soft pillows completely covered his face leaving him no room to breathe. She pushed herself with her legs so she would be gently rocking back and forth, making her smooth tit flesh rub against Drake's face.

That same soft rocking movement made the rest of her body rub against the captured boy. Her fit flat tummy caressed the midsection and had her wet dripping mound rubbing along Drake's manhood. Thinking that wasn't enought, Kaori pushed with her hips, so that her pussy will pin Drake's cock against the boy's own belly like a wrestler going for the count, and then she began to move her hips in slow circles.

"Mmmm... I want you inside me, Drake-kun..." Kaori purred seductively "...but that won't happen until I win!"

Drake moaned softly as his grunts vibrated against her breasts feeling his lungs burn as if they were on fire as she had him weak and full of panic. He was aroused and embarrassed while she lay there on top of him rubbing her tits all over his face, blushing to the point that his face was radiating warmth against her cleavage. He was becoming more and more distracted as he felt her continue to rub the rest of her body against him keeping him sedated as her corruption continued to seep inside and slowly drag him under her spell.

He couldn't explain it but the confidence behind her taunts only served to turn him on more, he didn't know why her talk of corrupting and having her way with him excited him but he couldn't hide it from her now. Drake attempted to gasp as best he could as she smothered him upon feeling her pin his shaft with her southern lips, whimpering and squirming as she continued to rub her hips against him. It was even worse because she was driving him insane with pleasure and trying to break his resolve completely while marking him with her juices and scent as if she was already claiming him. It was obvious she was winning this last stand of his because she managed to finally shut him up from making any come backs, wise cracks, or protests.

Kaori knew that now it was only a matter of time. She hadn't doused her tits with chloroform as she usually did to make her smotherings more effective, but in this case that only made she was going to have to hold her victim for longer to obtain the same results. She hugged Drake's head tightly and possessively, making sure the boy was completely unable to breathe.

The naughty faux nurse felt that the boy was now too weak to resist her, but she continued sexually teasing him to make sure he had no chance to escape. She rubbed her feet gently on his legs and lowered her hips a bit, aligning her pussy against his cock to push back, letting the tip of his manhood begin to part her labia but not enter her.

And then Kaori reached for one of Drake's arms, holding his head tightly with the other arm, and lifted it up in the air to then let it fall to see if it felt limply down or there was still some fight left in him.