SS 16 Harsdstyle Hentai: Marisa Evans Vs. Velvet Valentine

The Valentine's heart skipped a beat to think that she was bombing Marisa Evans down in one of her sexiest finishing manuevers, it was enough to start bringing the German up in pleasure once again... But the Cupid's heart bomb did not go off without a hitch... Marisa had some how been able to hold on around the back of her head and prevent the satisfying thump down against the mat that would have surely been the end of her.

Anka at first wasn't sure what to do from this unexpected turn of events... But she did still have Marisa in a compromising position and on the edge of bliss, she just needed a push.

Focusing back in, Velvet Valentine rolled Marisa's body up onto the back of her shoulders so that the small of her back and butt cheeks pressed into the front of the German's body. Here with Marisa at her most vulnerable, The Valentine delved right into the American's open sex with her tongue.. Her arms hugging around Marisa's waist tightly to prevent her from going anywhere as she tried to have her cum tumbling over into ecstasy

It would not take much from Velvet to send Marisa over the edge.

Anka forced Marisa into a rolled up position, her sex exposed to her waiting lips and tongue. When she felt the European's tongue enter her sex, the former model moaned out "Ahhh...no, can't hold back...oh god, Velvet!"

With that Marisa's sex coated Velvet's tongue with a rush of it's nectar as the former champion climaxed!

The Valentine felt Marisa's passage contract around her tongue, moaning into her sex she stroked the American's innards a couple of more times before withdrawing her tongue and lapping over the surface of her mound.

"Mmmh.. Gut.." She purred as she turned her head to one side and rested her cheek down against the smooth curve of Marisa's butt cheek. Velvet Valentine scooted in forwards a little bit more, remaining in the sitting position with Marisa between her legs... She wasn't able to get the perfect Cupid's Heart Bomb on Marisa but at least she got her to climax and with the Ref girl hovering close by, the Valentine decided to keep Marisa rolled up with her ass in the air for the pin count.

"One!"

"Nnn....unhh..." Marisa groaned, her hips giving a few spastic quivers from the aftershocks of her climax.

"Two!" the ref's voice sounded as her hand slapped the mat a second time.

Despite the block, the Velvet Valentine had forced an intense climax on the American, and her fans collectively cheered, thinking the veteran would be too exhausted to rouse herself.

But, at the very last moment, Marisa twisted her body, getting her shoulder up off the canvas! The crowd gave a loud cheer and gasp of disbelief. The model had indeed cum hard, but her sexual resilance kept her in the game, while her veteran ring sense kept her from being too stunned to kick out....

Marisa hips moved up, the under side of her butt cheek rubbing up against the Valentine's face as the American twisted and kicked out of the pin. Velvet Valentine looked down on the veteran as she sat there panting after the near fall. She had been quite turned on by the thought of slamming down the American for a thunderous powerbomb, having her cum simultaneously to wrack her senses... The fact that Marisa had been able to counter it, although commendable for the model, was quite disappointing on the German's part. Still, this seemed to fire up that somewhat dangerously insatiable sexual appetite.

"You vink you've gotten avay from ma désirs...?" She spoke as she climbed back to her feet... Her breathing rate increased and heart rate increased as she looked on Marisa's vulnerable body and thought of what would be sexier than a cupid heart bomb on the American... That being two... Perhaps even three!

"Vell zen..." She breathed in with such lust in her voice it almost sounded like a moan of pleasure, she reached down to cup a hand carefully around the back of Marisa's head... Drawing her up into a sitting position "Ve shall see how pläsier you can handle..." Velvet Valentine dragged Marisa back up towards her feet, intending to keep her bent over forwards so that she could slow her head back down between her thick thighs and throbbing sex

The American was hauled up to her feet without incident, the only form of protest being a slight groan as she was bent over again, her head fitting snugly between the Valentine's legs.

The part of the crowd that was behind Marisa began to yell and call out, trying to rouse the model out of her stupor, while Velvet's fans cheered her choice in going for a repeat of her finishing maneuver!

Marisa could feel herself throwing off the after climax lethargy that had sprung up in the wake of the orgasm that had been forced upon her. Still, she knew there wasn't a way she could endure a powerbomb and a second climax from her opponent. She had to do something, and soon. She began to rack her brain, searching through her vast memory of sexual conflicts for something that could help her. That's when she remembered a sparring session with Velvet's mentor, Belinda. During that training match, the two had learned ways to turn the other's moves back upon the user. She could only hope that Belinda had neglected to share that tidbit with the Valentine. Still, she had to wait for her moment.....for when Anka lifted her up for the powerbomb!

"Oh miss Evans.." The Valentine purred as she leaned down her large breasts over Marisa back and wrapped her arms around her waist, sliding the palms of her hands down into place under Marisa's bare dripping crotch

"Zis vill feel sooooo gut..." She purred, wiggling her hips in so that her crotch and orbs snuggly rubbed all over Marisa back and head. She had to a little carefully not to get too excited herself; but the meer thought of having Marisa so vulnerable right now and at her mercy for another big cupid bomb followed by another there after, was something very hard not to get excited about.

Some of The Valentine's pussy juices smeared and seeped into Marisa's platinum hair as the Valentine again playfully nipped at Marisa's butt cheek as if it belonged to her. Then with a gentle couple of strokes of her fingers over Marisa's sex, Velvet Valentine hoisted up to try and roll her captive American up onto her shoulders

Marisa had no doubts that going through Velvet's finisher a second time would feel amazing, right up to the point where the German would bring her crashing down into a powerbomb. But she had no intention of going through that again. Even with the block of the powerbomb, the orgasm alone had nearly put her away!

"Mmnn..." the former champion moaned as Velvet's fingers slid over her sex, still wet from the European's earlier ministrations.

When she felt her feet leave the ground, Marisa steeled herself. This was it! As soon as she was seated on Velvet's shoulders, the American went into action, suddenly tucking her head down and rolling forward, her arms grabbing around the German's curvy waist as she tried to pull the Valentine into a quick sunset flip! If successful, the move would expose Velvet's sex, a fact that the veteran would immediately take advantage of by bringing her mouth to her foe's wet sex. Her tongue would nimbly flick and flutter over the pink pearl of Velvet's clitoris as Marisa brought her considerable oral talents to bear, not wanting to waste this chance!

Velvet Valentine moaned out from the sensation of Marisa's back rubbing against the front of her tits as she was rolled up the German's body onto her shoulder. But before the Valentine could delight both herself and the American at her mercy with a faceful of her womanhood, Marisa suddenly forced herself forwards... Her crotch slipped up over Anka's faceas she rolled completely through and grasped her arms around the German's huge waist

"W'oouhh!" Anka cried out as she was suddenly propelled babckwards and landed with a hefty thump down on the back of her shoulders and head... Her ass stuck straight upwards against the front of Marisa's body while her legsg dangled over head. The Valentine felt rather disorientated from the maneuver but still was rather heavily turned on from the desire to manipulate Marisa's sexy body into multiple cupid's heart bombs, so she was even more  vulnerable as Marisa took advantage and delved straight into her wet mound

"OWW!" Anka let out suddenly, her body jolting a little to one side from the feelingof Marisa's tongue unexpectedly pressing on her undefended clit

Marisa continued to lash her European's opponent's clitoris, watching Velvet's body quiver and jolt. It was good, but...she knew the larger woman would recover from her shock and surprise soon, and would easily be able to throw off the smaller model in this position. Also, even if she came, Marisa didn't know if it would be intense enough to keep the Valentine down....

Quickly, she rose to her feet, taking a hold of Velvet's ankles, crossing them around one of her legs as the crowd let out a cheer. It had been awhile since they had seen Marisa perform her hentai finisher, and they were excited to see the Velvet Valentine put to the test of resisting it! The Platinium Blonde fell onto her back, the veteran's sex pressing up against Velvet's. Although it bore a resemblance to a figure four leglock, Marisa's move didn't put a lot of pressure on the legs of her victim, thanks to the closer body positioning. The European would feel the sensation of her clitoris sliding between the lips of Marisa's pussy, the cross of the figure four letting the model control the pace as she moved her hips, grinding against the pink pearl of the Valentine's womanhood as Marisa locked in the Figure Four Clit-lock!

Marisa could only hope that the German's excitement at having the former champion at her whim, combined with her oral 'softening' of Anka's defenses before adding in her finisher would be able to bring her opponent to a climax strong enough to keep her down afterwards!