Strolls are for Relaxing

She might not have used such a brutal attack if this wasnâ€t a ‘match,†but Amanda did like to win. Amanda had managed to turn Heather around and move in for the kill, positioning Heather nicely between her ass cheeks as she ground down into Heatherâ€s face.

“Dammit…stay put!” Heatherâ€s legs were kicking about franticly, trying to get Amanda off of her. Amanda kept pressing downward, trying to smother Heather into unconsciousness, but Heather was putting up a good fight, she could feel her legs being shoved as she began to panic and try to grab for Heatherâ€s wrists, which was difficult while she maintained the facesit and while Heather kicked around.

"Nmm!!" Heather let out at Amanda's words as the girl would fight to keep Heather still. The girl's smother was getting harder and harder to stand as her air was cut off completely. She would feel Amanda try to grab for her wrists and knew that if she got a hold of them it would be over right there. Heather let out another muffled groan, fighting against her hands as much as she could.

She would try with all her might to move her hands away from Amanda's, trying to reach for her ass and give her a sharp push, trying one last time to get the girl off of her.

“DAMMIT STAY PUT!” Amanda yelled in anger, as she tried to snatch at Heatherâ€s wrist, but it was to no avail, Heather got away and managed to shove at Amandaâ€s legs with one mighty shove and knocked Amanda over.

“YOU MARXIST!” Amanda shouted as she toppled over, landing on her side with a huge thud as her facesit was broken.

Heather would let out a gasp of breath, taking in a deep breath as she was able to push Amanda off her, not letting her snatch her wrist and keep her down. She would breathe in and out, letting the oxygen flow back into her lungs before she would hear Amanda shout out at her.

"..What??" Heather let out, completely confused at what she said as she would slowly pick herself up. She would shake her head, trying to ignore that as she would push herself forward, trying to leap onto Amanda and pin her wrists down onto the ground.

Amanda was just managing to get back up when Heather came flying at her, pinning her to the grass while she tried to get at her wrists. “No you donâ€t!” Amanda let out, as she felt Heather grabbing her wrists. Amanda instead grabbed out at the same time, ending up locking her hands with Heatherâ€s.

Even as she felt Heather get on top of her, Amanda would keep fighting, trying to use her body and their joint grip to roll Heather onto her back. If she could, sheâ€d snake her legs along into a grapevine, while her breasts would drift dangerously close to Heatherâ€s face.

"Yes! I do!!" She would let out, trying her best to pin the girl's wrists down, but instead she would feel Amanda stop her and grab at her hands, locking them with her's. She would click her tongue, finding it frustrating that she couldn't claim a good offensive over her at the moment.

She felt the girl fighting with her, feeling her roll the two of them over, making it so Heather was on her back. She would curse herself that she isn't the strongest one out there, hating the feeling that the girl overpowered her before she would soon find herself locked in the grapevine, seeing Amanda's massive breasts dangling over her face. "Tch..aagh...get..off me!" She let out, fighting against her as much as she could.

It wasnâ€t so much that Amanda was stronger, she was a grappler, and Heather was a high flyer. Heather was also faster at times, which didnâ€t help close in. Regardless, Amanda now had the advantage, having locked in the grapevine.

“NOW…your done.” Amanda let out, slowly descending her breasts downward, her bra clad breast pressing into Heatherâ€s face, cutting off her air and feeling Heatherâ€s hot breath between her cleavage. Of course, pressing forward into this made the grapevine a bit weak, but she reasoned Heather would be suffocated out first.

"Gh..h-hell no I-Mmmph!!" Heather started to let out before she was cut off by Amanda's massive breasts, covered only by her bra as they would engulf her face. She would frantically twist and turn under Amanda, trying her best to escape in a panic. She had went from being locked in one smother hold right into another it seemed.

She would try her best to free her legs, trying to kick forward on them to break the grapevine, knowing that if she didn't get out of that first she probably wouldn't be able to escape from the smother.

“YES! Finally got you!” Amanda let out, pressing her breasts in deeper and deeper, her hard nipples poking out from her bra and pressing into Heatherâ€s cheek. She could feel Heather squirming underneath her…it was one of her favorite feelings, to have an opponent squirming under her breasts, trying to escape, struggling to breath…

But, while she was focused on this, Heather managed to break her grapevine! Before Amanda can do anything, Heather managed to slip out and away from her smother. No!”

Feeling Amanda's hardened nipples poking at her face through her bra, the girl's breasts nearly fully engulfing her face, she was frantically trying to escape from her. She had absolutely no room to breathe, and the feeling was quite embarrassing when it came down to it. Finally though, with Heather's struggles, she was again able to escape another smother.

She would roll away from the girl, getting on one knee as she breathed in and out heavily. "Gh..that's..not fair with those huge things.." She let out, blushing deeply as she grit her teeth, trying to catch her breath before doing anything risky.