Makoto celebrates with Sasha

It had been about ten minutes after Makoto had defeated that annoyance kelly Conway. She knew that Sasha was here tonight and hoped she had seen her match.

Makoto was waiting in the hall which she knew Sasha would be walking down. The last time the two of them had made love, makoto had been in very weak condition, but now she wanted a chance to display her own energy to Sasha.

The hallways was kind of dark and private. When Sasha appeared, Makoto planned to surprise her a bit and pin her against the wall with a passionate kiss and curling one of her naked legs around hers. She was still dressed in the Black belt demon costme from her match, which she hoped sasha found hot. She was a little sweaty and worked up too.

Sasha walked in and suddenly the other young girl pinned her to the wall with a kiss.Sasha grinned inside and forced her tongue into the Japanese mouth to wrestle down her tongue with her's.
She hugged the other girl and kissed her back, her left hand cerassing her back, the other one gropping Makato's left asscheeck.

Makoto let this go on a while, her tongue doing some major mat wrestling in Sasha's mouth, taking in the cool, strong taste of the Russian girl.

She then pulled her head back and kept Sasha pinned there momentarily. "Did you watch my match?"

Sasha grinned pinning down the other girls tongue with a grope to MAkato's ass cheeck and shoving her up the wall. She took a deep breath, smiling as she said:"I loved that sleeperhold you tugged her in and she looked cute but she fought well".
Sasha then wasted no time and made her left work on the Gii of Makoto's suit.

Makoto tightened the grip of her leg on Sasha's own, enjoying the feel of the smooth, muscular skin under her own. She tilted back her head and let sasha go to work in taking off her top.

"Do you think I taught ehr a lesson or should I have hurt her more..."

Sasha grinned and said:"It was enough, if she dares to challenge you again crush her". She said so with some humor. She took a deep breath and then rolled the topoff over the other girl's shoulders, shoving her up the wall a bit to roll Makoto's top off.
She stepped closer and forced a kiss on the other girls shoulder, ripping off Makoto's bra.

Makoto's breqtah grew husky as Sasha started to strip her. She hugged Sasha close to elt her bury her face in her breasts. She also reached down with one hand to grope Sasha's bare shapely thigh, lifting it up to ehr side and stroking the fine muscular flesh.

Sasha gasped, grinned and finaly managed to strip the upper half of the mysterious Japane's body freem tossing the Judoka's bra away and shifting her kisses fromn the side of Makoto's neck and her lips to the tips of her full breasts, sliding her self up abd down the other girl's front.
She felt her mind spinning a bit and lsut drove her skin to turn warmer as she suckles on Makoto's nipples her left cerassing the BlackBeltDemon's lower back gently and her right groping the other young girl's ass firmly.

Makoto's eyes fluttered as she felt the strong Russian grip her body in the best places. She held onto Sasha's thigh with one hand and tried to tangle the other in Sasha's short hair, ruffling the pale hair.

"Oh Sasha...Sasha..."


Her lips fluttered as she moaned.

Sasha smiled and pressed her self a bit closer to the Black Belt Demon, suckling on the Japanese's left nipple as she carasssed Makoto's back, her other hand rubbing the other girl's ass, kneading gently.