Sexual workout (Belinda and Marisa)

"Oh....ohhh no...." Marisa shook her head trying to will back the climax that was building up way too fast for her liking. But try as she might, the American soon gave a loud yell, her love juices flowing out of her sex as she came.
She leaned forward breathing hard as Bel's lips kissed the lips of her pussy. And that's when she came with how to escape this sexually devastating move. She continued to move her weight forward, looking to roll up the Blond Bombshell with a sunset flip pin. If it worked Bel would end up on her back, her legs up in the air with Marisa sitting down, holding her foe down. Quickly, she'll her head down, hoping to orally attack Bel's pussy if she managed to catch the Hentai Champion of guard.

Belinda moaned seductively as she felt Marisa couldn't hold on, sucking on her clit one last time before pressing her lips again to Marisa's pussy lips and tasting her orgasm.

There's a good girl ~ She thought to herself, a bit reluctant to throw her down in the powerbomb now, but she had to finish the move... She leaned back ready to throw her down when suddenly Marisa slip her crotch up over her head and her whole body rolled over Belinda's back, yanking the French babe down before she even knew what was going on.

"Wha-..?" Belinda mumbled as she slumped down and Marisa body ended up against Belinda's ass, Bel's legs up in the air and crotch completely vulnerable at such a time with her being naked. Belinda couldn't believe Marisa had reversed her finisher, after just orgasming! Her eyes went wide as Marisa ducked her head down, gasping in just as Marisa's lips find her sex again. Belinda closed her eyes as a groan left her mouth, bust movingup and down quickly as she found that she was trapped in this sexual pin!

Marisa breath was ragged as her tongue fluttered on Bel's clit. Her pussy continued to leak it's juices onto the mat, her hips giving small thrusts and spasms from the aftershocks of her climax that Bel had forced on her. But she was determined not to let the baker have the last laugh as she reached up with a hand, seizing one of Bel's breasts and letting her thumb rub circles around the nipple.

"ah.. non.." Belinda groaned out, trying to move only to feel Marisa's body pressing down against her.. She could feel Marisa's breasts against her butt cheek as the American's warm breath blew right into her crotch, doing wonders to the sensitive area as the moisteness made Belinda feel Marisa's breath all the more.

The feeling of Marisa grasping her breasts came to her in the same instance that Marisa's tongue found her clit. She gasped out, her body tensing but still remaining trapped in the pin, her sex feeling completely vulnerable and sensitive to building of pleasure that started to rise.

Marisa spread the lips of Bel's pussy with one hand, opening the French vixen's sex to her tongue. As her tongue danced across the Blond Bombshell's clit, Marisa's other hand went to her own pussy, still leaking and spasming from her ealier orgasm. She knew she had caught Bel off guard this time and pressed her erotic assault, before her own fatigue set in.

Belinda tried to shake her head in the difficult and humilating folded up pin position, she was stuck! And now Marisa's tongue was exporing her sexual regions quite intensely. Her body shuddered as her sex gave a couple of throbs of pleasure, the clit playing making her pussy lips try to contracting although Marisa's fingers held it open to the gym room air and her tongue... Belinda let out a deep moan, getting close now...

"Ok Bel," Marisa said, suddenly releasing the French vixen's body and getting to her feet. "I do think it's time to really hear you scream."
With that, she grasped Bel's legs and quickly began to apply the Figure Four Clitlock again, slotting thier sexes together and falling back with Bel's legs crossed in the four position!

Although it was starting to feel really good, Belinda was a little relieved when Marisa eased up on her, she thought Marisa was gonna stop now as they were both exhausted and sweating profusely. Belinda body unfolded and her legs flopped towards the mat but before they had both come to a rest, Marisa had grabbed ahold of one firmly...

Belinda gasped, eyes opening again as she felt Marisa twist her leg over the other like a figure four, but Belinda knew Marisa too well for that and Marisa's crotch was too close to hers for any normal figure four..

"O-oh zut!" she groaned still on her back, she moved her arm up to try and push the American away from her but was too worn down to put much effort into it... When Marisa sat down so hard into her finishing move, their sexes connected with a *thump* that resounded through both of their bodies and which was just like hitting an unstable stick of dynamite. As Belinda was so close already she suddenly bolted upright as soon as Marisa sat down, crying out loud as she came and came hard! Marisa would feel a splash of Belinda's warm juices on the front of her mound as Belinda propped her body up with her hands behind her on the mat, breathing raggedly as her sex throbed with orgasm.

Marisa smiled.
"That was a nice scream there, my little baker. Let's have an encore..." she said, moving her hips in order to pump Bel's clit with the lips of her sex, refusing to let go of the hold.

Belinda stayed tensed and proped up on her hands as she rode out the duration of her orgasm, finally cumming down slowly and sliding her body down to the mat by moving her hands away . But before she got all the way down onto the mat, suddenly Marisa harshly twisted her hips to one side and pumped Belinda's clit real good..

"Unh!" Belinda grunted out, the force of the grind enough to make her fall all the way back to the mat in one move. She moved her hands up on her blond hair, her naked moist breasts moving up and down deeply as she breathed...

"W-what..?" Belinda questioned breathlessly, Marisa must know she had just cum hard but she wasn't letting go! Belinda quickly figured that the fast orgasm wasn't enough to satisfy the American and she wanted more... Groaning, Belinda looked around and reached her hand out for the ropes, they were still a way off...