Makita vs. Amalia! Hardstyle Hentai! (For ThunderFox)

Makita dove in with gusto, not even thinking about defense as she buried her face into Amalia's sex and tongue worming deep inside of Amalia. She was met with no resistance as in fact Amalia opened up her legs for a wider access and felt Amalia playing with her pink hair. She did not let this gesture go unanswered as she wrapped her arms around Amalia's waist, latching on to the butt cheeks of the bigger woman to pull her in closer.

Eager with her tongue, she lashed it out all over the insides of Amalia, looking to find every spot she could inside of Amalia and which would would get her to scream out in pleasure. Originally on her feet, Makita soon got down on to her knees to support her weight as she continued to bury herself into Amalia.

Amalia was surprised. Makita seemed to finally grasp that trying to overpower her wasn't going to work, so she was going for something much more... intimate. And she was loving it. The pink haired girl, dropping to her knees, began to lap hungrly at the taller woman's sex, pulling a few moans from her. Her fingers tightened into Makita's hair when her hands groped her ass, the pleasure washed over her more and more

"Mm.. ah..." Amalia moaned out a bit louder, her knees shaking a bit from trying to stand through the pleasure. She was starting to get lost in Makita's attentions, her hips bucking just a bit. But, in the back of her mind, she knew she couldn't let this go on, no matter how much she wanted it to. She had to show Makita that she was in charge. But it was so hard to talk herself into that.

After a second more, she pulled on Makita's hair, trying to pull her away from her pussy, trying to use the chance to back away to the ropes, draping her arms over the top, panting just a bit. Makita had really gotten to her with her surprise enthusiasm. But now, she had to get her back. At the moment, though, she needed a moment to rest.

Makita was continuing her attack as Amalia was in her grasp, moaning and panting as her short hair was pulled on. If she could watch herself from a 3rd person perspective she would be in shock of how forward she was. But at this moment, that part of her was locked somewhere in her head as her body continue to fling itself at Amalia, licking away at her opponent's wet sex. The taste of the juices filling her taste buds.

However with her little body she was still forced to follow everything that Amalia decreed in strength wise as she was forced off. Falling back on to her butt, she saw how Amalia was retreating to the ropes as she sat on the mat, panting as she was still in shock of what she did. She couldn't sit here, she had to keep on pushing as she got to her feet. Approaching the bigger woman, she thought that she had her on the ropes, not in the literal sense...even though it was.

Whatever thought process she could form, she figured out that she couldn't go for the sex again as Amalia would be defending it. So instead, she chose to go for those big breasts, lunging into the larger woman to try and latch her lips on her tits!

Amalia held herself up against the ropes, a bit breathless after Makita's "assault." While she encouraged the pink haired girl to give her whatever she had, she didn't expect her to be able to do that well. Throughout the match, she had been so withdrawn, so timid. But, apparently, she had finally come out of her shell, at least a little bit anyway. As much as the bigger woman loved it, she knew she'd have to be more careful now. She might not be that strong, but if she let her guard down, she might take advantage of her.

While she was resting though, Makita came at her again. Amalia didn't know where to defend, considering that last, she surprised her by going right to her sex. So, Makita had no trouble crashing into her, her soft lips latching onto her tit.

"Mmm..." Amalia moaned, her head falling back as the girl's soft lips suckled at her breast. Her arms snaked around her, pulling her tightly against her as she teased her. Once again, Makita was showing that she was breaking out of her shell, taking charge of the match. Amaia moaned lustfully as she worked, her body tingling with pleasure.

But she had to fight back. Makita had taken charge for too long, and she didn't want her to think that she was the stronger one. With her arms still around the girl, she tried to lift her off the mat, and once again, crush her against her with a bear hug. "S-sorry, babe. But you've had enough fun."

With her face in Amalia's tit, sucking on it as her arms wrapped around Amalia to keep her close, the size difference began much more apparent as Makita didn't need to adjust herself in any way or shape in order to get her face down into Amalia's boob. She thought that she was having a good go, keeping Amalia under pressure and on the defensive like this, maybe she could pull the upset and beat the bigger girl!

But...Amalia had other ideas as her arms wrapped around her and pulled her into a tight hug yet again. "Uwaaaaaaaa!" she cried out as she lifted off of the mat, quite easily, kicking her legs about as her hands went down for the suit as it was the way she broke out earlier. However she had remembered that Amalia had taken the liberty of removing them off of her body as Makita was left kicking her legs. There was no way out for the pinknette as she just felt her body being enveloped by the larger set of Amalia's!

Even though it was such a simple touch, Makita's lips on Amalia's tit felt wondrous, especially since her body was so sensitive after she licked her womanhood so well. She was really starting to adore the girl. It was rare that she met a girl that could pleasure her like she did. Maybe it was the adrenaline because it was her first match, but it didn't matter. She loved that Makita could get her worked up.

But it came to an end when the bigger girl lifted Makita off the mat again, crushing her in her arms with another bear hug. Amalia smiled at the girl, who's face was mere inches from her own as she screamed in pain. "You're not bad. Maybe I'll have you service me when this is over~" she said, her voice seductive and deep.

Amalia walked to the center of the ring, carrying the smaller girl in her arms. Once there, she gave her a quick peck on the cheek before trying to fling the girl over her with a belly to belly suplex.

Makita was left to the mercy of Amalia, with no leverage in breaking out of the hug, she was forced to go where ever Amalia pleased. And that was heading towards the center of the ring. Constantly kicking her legs, in a vain attempt to break out of the hold, Amalia whispered at her about servicing her. Her face lit up more at that comment, but she didn't have an immediate response.

As they got to the center, Makita continued to struggle but she was sure not to hit her with any strikes. Although strikes were allowed, Makita did not want to hit Amalia in any way at the moment. Her head filled with lewd thoughts that she would rather do to the big girl instead. She was then sent flying over head and crashing into the mat, crying out in pain as the momentum of the belly to belly suplex caused her to roll out of the ring and crash on to the floor!

The blush on Makita's face when she told her she'd have her dervice her when they were done. That timid blush that was just so cute was back, and it made Amalia smile. Everything about Makita was just so adorable, and it made punishing her that much more fun. Holding her in the center of the ring, she threw the pink haired girl backwards over her, sending her crashing into the mat, and out of the ring due to the momentum.

Amalia hadn't expected to send her out of the ring, but she wasn't going to complain. If anything, it showed Makita and everyone else how powerful she was. She quickly got to her feet and went to the ropes, slipping through them and dropping to the floor, standing over the pink haired girl, looking down at her battered, naked figure for a moment before kneeling down next to her.

"Let's give the crowd over here a show," she said wickedly. Amalia tried to roll the girl onto her front and pull at her hips so that her ass was sticking up in the direction of the crowd. Then, with a wink to the crowd, she'd give Makita's ass a firm swat once, and then twice.

Makita was in a daze as she laid on the mat on her side, still gasping and panting for air as she rolled over on to her stomach. She was still having trouble figuring out where she was at the moment before realizing that she was on the outside. And that Amalia was right next to her kneeling as she was forced to lift her hips. Makita was still dazed not only from the fall but also from the sexual induced trance she was put in at the hands of Amalia.

She was left with her hips poking straight up, pointing right at the crowd and right before the second Makita realized what was going on, she took a swat to the butt. A loud smack rang out as the hand connected with her butt, letting out a cry. "Wh-what!? Noooooo! Stooooppp!" she cried out as she reached back trying to cover her butt, but then another smack hit her in the butt as she let out another cry, her hand flopping back down to the mats covering the floor as a red hand print was growing on her butt.

With Makita down on the floor, and her ass sticking out toward the crowd, Amalia felt it was time to humiliate the girl a bit. Raising her hand up high, she gave Makita's ass a hard smack, leaving a big, red hand print behind. But she wasn't done there, she did it a second time, a bit harder that time. Her please for her to stop only made her giggle a bit. She rested her hand on the fresh red spot on her rear, squeezing just a bit.

"Stop? But the crowd loves it! But maybe we should try something else~" Amalia said. The taller woman slid her hand down Makita's ass and between her legs, letting her finger lightly tease her clit. "Do you think they'll like this more?" she said, her other hand trailing along her bare back.