Marin Moonshower vs Okami (Finished)

Marin smiled, keeping the kiss locked and slowly grapevined his legs. After she secured his legs in place, she'll slide a hand down slowly to his member and slide under the speedo to start stroking him slowly again.

"mmm...mmm... MMMGH???" Okami was melting in her delicious kiss when he realized what was going on. He tried to pull back from the kiss, needing a chance to think straight, and brought a hand down to prevent her from having her way with him.

Marin frowned a little, reaching down for both of his wrists and tried to pin them above his head with one hand. If this worked, she would go back to going under his speedos to stroke him, also pulling hard on her legs to cause pain in his to give him less of a chance of fighting back.

He was tempted to let her have her way... all in all it had not be so bad the way she defeated him in the first round.... but NO!!! He couldn't be such a whimp, he had to fight back. He flexed his stronger arms to counter her attempt and with a not rude, but still firm tug he got his legs free, rolling on a side and gasping. "G-Gasp... y-you're a Venus Fly Trap, Marin... " he said with red-face, still in a kneeling stance as he caught his breath.

Marin giggled as he rolled away.

"Venus fly trap... hmm.. I like the sound of that."

She said, then lunged at him to try and tackle him on the ground on his stomach this time.

When she puonced on him like a sexy playful tiger, he tried to avoid it but was too slow because of dizzyness from her kiss, and she succeeded in tackleing him.

Watching at her playful smile he could say she was apparently loving to sensually subjogate him, knowingly trying to turn this in a soft sensual match... until she managed to get the upper stance, of course. He tried to wiggle free, aware that he had to prevent her from doing it, or he was toasted.

Marin moved quicker this time, managing to get him on his stomach, then hopped on the small of his back, flopping down on him in a straddling position. She'll then shift around on him to try and pin his hands down with her feet and reach back with her hands to start fondling his package again.

"Wow... this girl actually CAN wrestle.." he thought to himself as she straddled his back. Having her fighting in a more traditional way actually helped him finding his skills and thinking faster:
he pumped his biceps and thrusted their combined weight up before she could complete her maneuvre, twisting himself to hopefully have them fall back with him on top, pressing Marin's belly and breasts under his weight.

"Whoop!!" She gasped when he suddenly started fighting back and ended up on her back with him on top. She kept the cute act up, however.

"Ooh... Okami..." She moaned, then leaned up to kiss his lips again. If he did nothing in return, she would move his head slowly underneath her bra strap to mash his face in her breasts, and his own cum as well.

"M-Marin... "

He was planning to follow with another move, but her seducing moan and the pleasurable feel of her body fooled him once again, as he hesitated and let Marin kiss him, making out a soft moan in return and half-closing his eyes. "mmmmh...."