Tana vs Kirin

Tana was unnerved at first as the massive wrestler began to power herself up from her kneeling position. Tana was forced to bridge up to keep the woman in her thigh's grasp still constricting as firmly as she could manage. But quickly the seductress compensated putting her elbows on the back of the couch and elevating her body to the level that Kirin had reached. She tugged on the back of the couch trying to pull the woman's entire mass back into a siting position on the catch. If her risky move actually worked she'd follow it up with and even flashier forward roll to whip her MILF foe in a sort of 'rana back onto her back on the futon. Of course, it might not work so well against such a large foe.

Kirin sweated, her face red with effort as she manage to stand and suffered both Tana's weight and pressure.

"What a real tank that woman is to bear that much! That bulk ain't just for curves, ladies!"

Kirin felt her pulling at her, wincing as the pain made her head throb, pouring all her motherly might into trying to lean back sharply, lifting Tana right off the couch and slamming her down on the mat if she could.

Tana yelped in panic as she was lifted. She had never expected her fatass opponent to muster that kind of power!

Tana's curvaceous form tumbled over the back of the couch as her milky foe sat back onto it. She sprawled out on the mat, utterly dazed, her thighs spread eagle to expose her lace covered womanhood. Her left leg was stuck against the back of the couch an ankle peeking up over the back, right within her mammoth opponent's reach.

Kirin panted and sweat heavily, leaning on her knees as she planted her big butt down on the loveseat to catch her breath. She'd take a bit before she grabbed for Tana's ankle, pulling her towards her and using the ankle as a lever to twist the other girl onto her belly, face focused as she tried twisting the leg into a hold while she sat above on the sofa. She'd squeeze the leg against her big body, trying to keep her steady as she started to rub her big soft foot over Tana's vulnerable crotch.

"Fuck," groaned Tana under her breath as the powerful woman easily rolled her onto her tits and belly. Tana could feel Kirin's voluptuous orbs pressing tight to her calf as the woman commenced working her snatch using only her foot. Tana clawed at the mat trying to drag herself free but Kirin's firm grip was inescapable. Tana was certainly not used to fighting foes with this much strength. On top of that it seemed that the woman had plenty of expertise with this kind of sexual maneuver. Tana could feel herself getting wet as she was Kirin's toes poked up into her mesh bottom.

Kirin smiled softly at her success, wriggling her toes to massage her groin. "Know you've been in this game a long time, missy, but I'd bed I've been in it longer..." She held her tight in the position, trying to pace herself while keeping her aroused, even rubbing at her feet with her big milky breasts. "Go ahead and cum. It's ok to let it out, sweety."

Tana shut her eyes and arched her back groaning with pleasure as the overpowering MILF had her way. "Ohhhhhh." Marisa certainly didn't have this type of expertise with her feet, in short, Tana had never been footfucked like this before! Her pussy flooded hotly, throbbing as her mesh bottoms were forced into her.

The only way Tana had to fight back was curling her toes as her own foot was massaged to run her hose across the sensitive surface of her foe's spherical tits. She could feel the dampness from the woman's milk soaking through the feet of her thighhighs. Kirin had raised the Japanese woman's foot close to her dripping right nipple. Tana angled her foot up suddenly trying to catch the nip in the fabric between her big and fore toes and give it a firm flick.