A New Taste - Victoria vs Bertriz

"For a woman so reluctant... you put me in some very interesting positions."

Bertriz hadn't quite even felt the crushing choke when she opened her mouth. It was a common counter to this move back in Aphrodite Productions and the blonde was about to get her first taste of how it was dealt with back in Europe. Her tongue slid out and quickly ran up the slit, once, twice, three times, four times to moisten it up and get a taste for her flower. If that made her get soft and squirmy, she'd push up forward and this time press her lips onto it.

Like a catfish she'd suck up and down, loud and lewd, her hot pants only making it more moist and irresistible to the taste. She'd mouth and lighly bite, careful not to really sink in her teeth, feasting like a shark in slowed down motion. If Victoria was aroused to the point of having lost concentration, she'd pull apart her legs and slide her whole body over her. If she could, she'd then grab her from under her arms in a full nelson, pulling and throwing her into the corner!

"What? N-no! I'm not…!" she began. But before Victoria could even finish trying to plead her case, her words were suddenly replaced with a gasp as Bertriz' tongue traced up the center of her womanhood, the thin fabric of her bikini doing virtually nothing to protect her. "Pl-please, don't!" she begged, but her body said the exact opposite as she moaned with each lick and loosened the hold just a bit.

That was enough to allow the spaniard to press her entire mouth against her wet mound. "A-Agh!" she moaned, involuntarily arching her back as her opponent masterfully sent her into a level of pleasure she'd never experienced. Her body then seemed to move on its own from this point as her sexual longing continued to reach new heights, and she began grinding her hips against Bertriz' mouth and face while the spaniard sucked on her pussy.

She was so embarrassed for someone to be doing something like this to her, especially in front of so many people. But she was too lost in pleasure to even think about doing anything to stop Bertriz. But alas her opponent denied her any further arousal from her mouth, suddenly sliding her toned body over Victoria's.

The next thing Victoria knew she was being hurled into the corner. She crashed back first against the turnbuckle, gasping for air and resting her arms on the top ropes for support just so she could stay standing. All she could do now was try desperately to catch her breath and get a hold of her senses. But considering what Bertriz had been doing to her body, that would certainly be no easy task.