Sexual workout (Belinda and Marisa)

Marisa caught hold of Belinda as she came, easing the French vixen down onto the mat. Licking her lips clean, she laid herself down on top of Belinda.
"Well, it's one to one, I believe." she said as she gazed into Belinda's eyes, her breasts pressing down into the other woman's. "We can call this workout done and get lunch, if you want."
Her eyes sparkled roguishly as she added, "Although I just had a bit to eat just now, hmm?"

Belinda panted heavily, turning her head from side to side a bit as Marisa laid her down on the mat. When she heard Marisa's words, Belinda scoffed a little.

"You know, you only got me in that hold cause I let you.."

"Oh?" Marisa raised an eyebrow. "Well, let's see what else I can put you through!"
With that, she suddenly sprang to her feet while grabbing Bel's arm to haul the French woman up with her. She'll try to sling the Blond Bombshell into the ropes then run forward, looking for a clothsline.

"nh.." Belinda grunted as she was hauled up to her feet against her will, still feeling a few last waves from the orgasm washing through her sex... Her naked and sweaty body flopped a little against Marisa as she got fully to her feet, she took her by the arm to go for the Irish whip, however Belinda had other ideas then to allow Marisa to just put her through more... as the American swung her towards the ropes, Belinda would pivot on her heel and yank on Marisa's arm to use the momentum to pull the other woman right towards the blonde bombshell..

Belinda would lift her knee and try to sink the top of her thigh deeply into Marisa's stomach as her bare breasts bounce against the side of Marisa's rack and rubbed against her arm. Belinda hoped to force Marisa to double over from the firm knee

Marisa gasped in surprise as Bel reversed the whip. Before she could begin to recover, the Blond Bombshell had already pulled her forward and buried her knee into the former model's stomach.
She gave a gasping cough as she doubled over.

Belinda smiled as Marisa moist body rubbed against hers to slip down into a doubled over position. Belinda grabbed Marisa's head and shoved it deep between her warm moist thighs, the heat of her naked sex pressing right against the back of Marisa's neck.

"Actually my cherie.." Belinda panted "I think you should feel my other finisher, non?" She said and then leaned down over Marisa's back, she slid the palms of her hand along Marisa's belly and downward into her crotch as Belinda's breasts pressing into the small of Marisa's back... Her cheek laying right on Marisa's butt cheek. She allowed her fingers to rub right over Marisa's clit firmly, as she turned her head and gave Marisa a play nip/love bite right on her rump!

"Other finisher?" Marisa echoed as she gave a shiver from Bel's fingers finding their target.
Bel's fingers would feel that the American's clit was still hard from their earlier battle. Marisa made a small noise that seemed like a cross between a yelp and a moan.

Belinda chuckled from her yelp moan "Oui ma cherie..." She said as she purposefully rubbed her two middle fingers back and forth across Marisa's clit, sliding them fully down over her pussy lips again as if cupping at Marisa's mound. "I forgot you've not seen it yet, non? so I should show you it..." She said, from there she'd suddenly cup with both hands at Marisa's sex and hook her body up... After taking her own Triple S hold and the work out she'd done before meeting up with Marisa, she felt pretty tired to be lifting Marisa's body up but she clenched her teeth and rolled Marisa all the way up onto her shoulders so that Belinda was panting now right into Marisa's naked sex!!

"Oh! D-damn! So good....!" Marisa moaned as Bel's fingers caressed her sex, on the brink of an orgasm.
The American groaned as she was lifted onto Belinda's shoulders. She was aware of how bad things were. Bel's mouth was right on her naked pussy and she could feel her pussy throbbing with the urge to cum.

"mmh..." Belinda purred seductively with Marisa's pussy right in front of her lips, the French vixen would usually throw her victim down at the point of orgasm so that the impact of them hitting the ground would add to the impact of pleasure from the orgasm... But this time she wanted to taste the orgasm just like Marisa had stolen the taste of her own orgasm after the Triple S... Therefore she steadied Marisa up on her shoulders and placed her lips over Marisa's pussy lips and gave then a deep suckling kiss, moaning deep into Marisa's crotch