Orochi Vs. Amelie Roux - Deadly Coils

"What I have?" A tilt of the French beauties head was followed by a somewhat unfitting cute giggle from the giant, as her arms settled somewhat, albeit were far from releasing their constricting embrace.

"What more do I need...I've already caught myself a giant plaything..."

Trying somewhat brazingly to slide the top-bound woman up her figure, Amelie would seemingly yet riskily deem it necessary to position her foe so that her breasts were upon her own face!

Apparently not at all concerned about the now easy task for Orochi of smothering her out, Amelie's previously constricting bearhug would turn into a grinding motion, forcing her foe to jostle against her up and down, repeatedly. That was, as her face began to nestle, and lick those giant breasts!

Orochi was unconcerned by the exposure inflicted on her as her bare breasts were put into clear view. Then, the sultry Frenchwoman moved her beautiful face onto those exposed breasts of hers, and the feeling of Amelie's tongue sliding over her exposed flesh caused Orochi to moan. Whatever the Frenchwoman had in mind, Orochi was certain that she would do it with her pure sensual skill alone.

Still, Amelie was where she wanted her to be, with her hungrily licking her breasts. And with that, Orochi would move her hands to the back of Amelie's head and start pulling her deeper into her valley, attempting to smother her with her impressive breasts. She knew that the sultry woman wasn't one to be easily overpowered by mere breast smother, but she knew that it could help her somehow in her attempt to weaken her resolve.

It was an absolute given that with her foe not at all being the sort to let Amelie run wild upon her, the act of motorboating the beauty would simply invite a smother to be locked into place. Amelie didn't care. If anything, it simply made the hold all the greater.

That, and the fact her foe now had her arms focused on Amelie's head!

"Mmperfectmmm.." Briefly halting her own nuzzling and licking motion, Amelie would bring her own arms wide. Attempting to suddenly roll with all the force she could muster, her arms would hook once more around the sexy frame of Orochi, as she took the top spot in the ground embrace! Head still in those giant breasts, and sensual embrace once more applied!

"Hnn..." Orochi bit back a moan as Amelie continued motorboating her. Then, she was rolled over, and Amelie was at the top position, putting Orochi below her. Orochi had to admit that it felt very pleasant, but if the Frenchwoman wanted to subdue her with her sensual attacks, she needed to do more than that.

"Oooh... a pesky one, aren't you?" Orochi said, feeling arousal washing over her. She would continue pulling Amelie's face right into her chest, wanting to deprive her of precious oxygen. She could endure her sensual licking for quite a while, though there might be a possibility that she might succumb first before she could overpower her opponent.

Amelie, contrary to her demeanour and often in-ring activity, was no fool. Every second of outright pleasure in amidst a giant bosom was a second used against her; a second with out air. One would believe Amelie would intend to force a release if she could any moment around now, but given the amount of time she had spent in that thick bust, even the referee was beginning to believe this would soon be a KO-brought about Amelie herself!

Surely enough however, after what felt to be a lifetime of motorboating and smothering, Amelie's desires for air overwhelmed her desire to continue licking and fondling Orochi's set. Her own firm mitts coming to the wrists that bound her head, Amelie would attempt to pull and twist, albeit seemingly aware of the fact that her own deprivation of air combined with Orochi's great power would make such a simple escape attempt mostly ineffective.

For now atleast, she'd attempt to find the air to fuel further escape efforts, by turning her head amidst Orochi's grip. The sheer size of the bust she was laying head-first in ensured most of Amelie's face was still covered, but atleast now her lips and nostrils could find themselves inching towards that precious air.

While keeping Amelie's face buried between her ample breasts, Orochi could tell that the sultry Frenchwoman had been slowly deprived of precious air, and her effort to free herself from her clutch seemed to prove it to her. Seeing this as her chance, Orochi would try to thwart Amelie's effort to break free by making sure that her face was kept buried, but due to her position as the one at the bottom as well as Amelie's attempt to escape by turning her head while still in her clutch, it seemed that it's only a matter of time before she was forced to relinquish her grip on the sexy Frenchwoman on top of her.

So, Orochi would try to do the next best thing. If she couldn't prevent Amelie's escape from her clutch, then she would try to undermine her effort by grabbing the sides of her head and trying to lift Amelie's head off her breasts before quickly bringing it down so that her face would be suddenly mashed between Orochi's cleavage. Orochi was hoping that by doing this, she could momentarily stun the beautiful Frenchwoman, thus allowing her to buy enough time to plan another move to subdue her and have her way with her.