Endurance Hentai match : Setesh VS Jover

Jover has still the delicious fruity taste on his tongue while he staggers about. He finally gets back his balance, feeling his head quite heavy though. He looks at the slime boy, and doesn't understand what he sees. The slime boy is stretching his arm backward, holding it by the wrist.

He only understands when the very arm is thrown onto him like an elastic spring. Jover takes the blow on the chest, and in lack of cutting his air off, it hurts like a whip.
Slimes are so surprising.

Setesh then walks toward him, but Jover has to retaliate not to let him get a great momentum. Without thinking, he suddently dashes towars the slime by while bending forward, like a bull charging with horns first. But Jover is not a bull and has no horns.

He would strike Setesh with a Spear, but in attempt of shoving him back against the turnbuckle, not on the mat. If he succeeds, then he would lick the slime boy like hell, from the belly to the chest, neck, chin and nose, letting out a gready moan.
He wishes he could make the slime boy melt and stick to the turnbuckle, so he could lick him for long.

Setesh's whip-move assault with his arm proves to be effective as Jover takes the blow and staggers backwards. His fist and ready and cocked back, and begins to swing upwards to slam into the man's abs when Jover suddenly takes off like he's been shot from a cannon. He slams into the slime and Setesh's feet slide backwards as he's charged backwards right back into the turnbuckle again.

This sort of deja vu did not strike Setesh as amusing, though the ferocious use of tongue certainly had a begrudging appeal. That tongue worked it's way across the slime's abs and up his chest straight up to his throat and chin, all in one fell swoop. He imagined this must have been what a lollipop felt like. "Hah...hah..." he panted as the urge to shiver crept up his spine. Aiming to break this deadlock, Setesh took a chance and expanded his hand to three times its size. He then reached up and tried to clamp it over Jover's mouth and snout like a living muzzle, ideally giving him enough of an advantage to give him a free shot at the stallion's balls.

The slime boy squirms under his tongue. And god damn he tastes good ! Jover groans again, he really likes the slime boy's taste too much. So delicious ! He wants to lick him all his life. Pinning him onto the turnbuckle, he keeps licking like hell until he sees a gigantic slime hand clamping his snout. What the hell ?! Slimes are so surprising.

Elastic arm, growing hand... What's the next trick ? Jover can be sure he will be surprised yet in this match.

The stallion would grip the wrist with one hand to pull it off his snout, still pinning the slime boy with his other hand, and furiously lick at the big palm. He even would take a big finger into his mouth and suckle it deep.
That taste, oh god... Amazing...

He would then spit out the finger and resume his licks on the slime boy's chin and chest.
« You taste so damn good... »

Setesh's muzzle only worked half the way he expected it to; while it distracted Jover for sure, it also completely captivated his attention. He grabbed Setesh's wrist and began to gorge himself on it, even engulfing a finger just to get more of the taste.

"I can't help but be delicious bro, but I think you had enough" Setesh groaned as he angled his other arm just right to land a hard elbow smash into the stallion's undefended chest. To complete his reversal, he grabbed the top ropes and jumped into the air so he could plant his feet into the man's chest.

Jover laughs inside at Setesh's comment. The slime boy has some sense of humor. Jover already loves this match.
But he has to stay focused : he grunts as he takes a elbow blow at the chest. He makes a couple of steps backward. He wants to keep the slime boy pinned against the turnbuckle. But he sees him lifting himself up with the top ropes for a double kick.
Jover is fast to react and to defend himself, despite the bit of pain at the chest : he would catch one ankle, and plant a torturous lick along the slime sole, checking the boy's reaction.

Setesh aims to keep up his momentum after driving Jover back a few steps, but the stallion ends up catching one of his ankles and forcing him to hop on one foot. He groans as the entire sole of his foot is licked slowly and sensually, causing his bulge to stir slightly.

"You really don't listen, do you?" Setesh joked as he hopped slightly, still trying to find his balance. He extends one arm to act as a counterbalast while he reached for the front rim of Jover's green boxers, trying to slip his fingers down the front as he went for the big prize right away. Either Jover would back off or he'd get jerked off, but in both cases Setesh was turning things back to his favor.

Jover laughs at the slime boy's joke. But he keeps licking at the slime foot all along. It's so tasty...
Suddently the stallion feels some slime slipping inside his boxer. He feels the slime fingers wrapping his cock around. Only a short part of his cock has emerged out of his sheath, but enough for Setesh to grab.
The horse snorts, but smiles. He shoves Setesh back against the turnbuckle, without releasing his foot. He plants slow and strong licks along the slime sole.
« I'm a stubborn horse... and you're such a tasty slime ! Let's see if I can stick you against this corner to lick you to heaven. »