Zulime Lafitte vs. Priscilla Haynes

Zulime was always just the sort to give in to temptation. Priscilla was a fine piece of meat and Zulime was the hungriest woman in the restaurant. The only problem was, her opponent was on the move while Zulime was having her fun, and soon the Riverboat Queen was feeling a massive pressure applied to her hips. She cried out. Unlike Priscilla, these moans were sheer pain, with no fun at all in them.

Worse still, there was very little room for escape. It was all Zulime's doing, which bad this prospect that much more sinking of a feeling. The Riverboat Queen twisted a little bit, to escape the hold as best she could. For the most part, she knew it was in vain. But still she had to try.

That wasn't the only plan Zulime had of course. She used her ab strength to pull herself back, and brought an Ezekiel choke down on her opponent's neck. Her brown eyes were focused like lasers.

Priscilla smirked, knowing that she managed to hurt her foe by straining the joints in her hips, but she knew that in order to win, she had to take the erotic approach, and she was about to move on to the next step when Zulime twisted a little bit, somehow disrupting Priscilla's plan. Clicking her tongue, she tried to put more pressure in her hips again, but soon, Zulime wrapped an arm around her neck before putting her in an Ezekiel choke.

"Hrghh!" Priscilla's eyes widened before she started having difficulty to breathe. At that instance, she removed her legs from Zulime's, stopping her effort to apply pressure in them. Then, she would squirm and twist her body in her attempt to make Zulime loosen the Ezekiel choke so that she could focus on escaping from her clutch.

Priscilla had more fight in her than a gator. She was jerking this way and that, coming perilously close to getting Zulime off of her. It took all of Zulime's concentration to stay on top of her. For every move, there was a countermove. The Riverboat Queen was still on top, though, and she was fully intent on staying her for as long as she possibly could. She was breathing hard now, and doing the most.

But it was time to switch it up. She sustained the hold for as long as she possibly could, and then withdrew a little bit. From there, she hoped that she had drained Priscilla enough that she would not do much about Zulime going for her top. The New Orleans girl was quick about it too. She grabbed at it, and pulled, with little fanfare.

Priscilla was still struggling in the hold before she found out that Zulime had loosen it a little, allowing her to finally get a brief moment of respite. But, it wasn't too long for her to recover her lost strength as Zulime finally pulled back before taking off her bikini top, revealing her perfect breasts for all to see.

"Tch, darn it..."

Priscilla wasn't particularly mortified by the complete exposure, but she knew that she was in a severe disadvantage now that her bottoms and top had been removed. The moment Zulime took off her bikini top, at least one of Priscilla's hands had to be free. So, Priscilla would attempt to capitalize on this chance by moving up her hand and grabbing a handful of Zulime's breast, giving it a squeeze in order to discourage her from continuing her momentum.

Zulime thought she had finally found a moment of triumph. She had taken Priscilla's top off, after all. Now, both of their chests were totally free. The crowd was not shy about showing their pleasure about what had just occurred, and Zulime mirrored their overwhelming positive sentiment. It was not every day that you got to see a pair of breasts that were as wonderful as Priscilla's, after all.

And then something that was equally wonderful happened. Priscilla reached up and grabbed her breast and Zulime moaned on instinct. A delightful feeling began emanating from her chest, and immediately all of Zulime's aggressive moves ceased. It was an incredibly enjoyable moment, so Zulime thought she ought to sit back and just enjoy it.

It turned out that Zulime was enjoying having her breasts squeezed like that. Grunting in annoyance, Priscilla decided to up the ante, roughly squeezing those beautiful breasts of her opponent, altering their shapes as she kneaded them to her heart's content. At the very least that all of Zulime's aggressive moved had ceased, which allowed Priscilla to continue having her way unhindered.

"Heh... so you very like it, don't you?" Priscilla asked, amused by Zulime's reaction as she squeezed and kneaded those ample breasts of the New Orleans girl. "Just you wait when finally beat you, darling..." she smiled lewdly at her opponent, as if promising her something torturous and pleasant for the same time. At this moment, she definitely desired her, and she would make sure that Zulime would be hers at the end of this match. "I'm sure you'll like what I'll be giving to you... *giggle*"

Priscilla spoke the truth. Zulime did like it, quite a lot. She was a lover of all things sex related, so it followed that she loved this. The New Orleans girl was not shy about showing her appreciation for this carnal act, and her moans rang up to the rafters, high above her. She even began rocking her hips a little bit, to show Priscilla exactly how much she appreciated it. When her eyes stopped rolling around in her head, they found Priscilla again.

It occurred to her that there was still a match to win. And you won the match by making your opponent cum, not having a ton of fun. Zulime tried to grab Priscilla's hands. If she could get them, she would scoot up a little bit and bend over, trying to smother her opponent with the two lovely breasts that Priscilla was just playing with.

Hearing Zulime's moans made Priscilla more and more aroused as she continued kneading Zulime's ample breasts in earnest. But she knew that this wouldn't help her much in gaining a win, considering that she needed to make her cum in order to seize a victory. But, as she attempted to increase her effort, her hands were caught again before Zulime had Priscilla's pretty face stuffed between her beautiful face.

"Hmmmph!! Mmmhh!" And at that moment, Priscilla could tell that she was starting to have her breathing obstructed. But she knew there was a way to escape this, if she managed to calm down first. But for now, she would squirm and struggle as she was being smothered by her opponent.

Zulime had a wonderful pair of breasts, if she did say so herself. She was not sure if it was her French genes, or if nature had blessed her of its own accord. Whatever the case was, Zulime really enjoyed it, but not nearly the same way Priscilla was enjoying it now. The Riverboat Queen interpreted this as Priscilla having a little bit of fun, and was going to roll with it. "Hey, girlie, you likin' this? I know you are likin' this..." The volume of her words was low, and her tone was soft, almost intimate. There was only one person in the world her words were intended for.

But what happened next was more or less for everybody. She got up off of Priscilla's face, and started leaning back instead of forwards. Her arm reached between Priscilla's legs, and she was going for her sex. Zulime was not shy about her intentions. She was rarely very shy about anything.

To be fair, Priscilla was enjoying the sensation of having Zulime's breasts being pressed on her face, though she would have enjoyed it more if she was at the top instead of at the bottom, where she could have her way with the New Orleans beauty. And of course, upon hearing her question, Priscilla didn't actually deny her as she took her chance to lick Zulime's bare breasts.

But then, Zulime suddenly plunged her into her sex right after she moved her breasts away from Priscilla's face, and Priscilla let out a squeal upon feeling the invading fingers in her pussy. "Aahhn... a-aren't you too bold?" Priscilla asked, trying to resist the pleasurable sensation washing over her body, biting back her moans as she did so. She knew that if she reached her orgasm, she would lose in this match, so she would try her best to turn this match around to her favor. "B-but enjoy it while you can... I'll make sure to cut it short after this," she said, but she was desperately trying to find a solution for this predicament, knowing that she might be in a rather troubling position.