Okami's shoutout - Carmella's debut (for Whipwreck)

"G-Gasp... n-not fair...", he moaned and blushed deeply, his member swelling bigger as he arched his back at the wonderful feel of her breasts embracing its bulging hardness.

"Oh, it's fair. After all, I never said that we couldn't do this, so you're getting fucked one way or the other." Carmella said, increasing her pace of her oily embrace.

"Uhhh.. d-damn.. f-feels so good...", Okami closed his eyes as Carmella's oiled breasts were driving him crazy with sexual stimulation.

He squirmed and bucked his hips in the attempt to slither out of her naughty trap, which was probably going to do the opposite, unwittingly cooperating with Carmella's erotic massage.

Besides, even if he managed to squirm out of her grip, Okami would remain on the mats panting heavily and trying to pull his shorts up again, which would expose him to Carmella's attacks.

"Oooo, that's right! Keep bucking your hips! You're just helping me get you to climax!" Carmella said, just letting him buck his hips for now, for he was doing all of the work for her.

Craved to just lay back and let Carmella work him into another climax, Okami realized how that would leave him weakened at her mercy, so he tried to gather his remaining will to resist and pulled himself backwards, willing to escape from her oiled seduction.

If succeeding, he would try to roll and get up on his feet, though he would have a quite amusing look, trying to assume a serious face and a solid fighting stance while his shorts were stretched by a very evident erection.

"Aw! You got out. That doesn't matter, you still have an erection." Carmella said, rushing towards Okami, going down and licking his crotch, and then grabbed his legs, picked him up and slammed him down, afterwords using her breasts to pleasure him again.

Okami was needing a few seconds to catch his breathing, but Carmella would not allow it, hurrying to lick his sensitive crotch area.

The boy would tilt his head in aroused distraction, enough for the skilled oil-wrestler to pick him up and slam him down like a ragdoll, showing a surprising strenght for such a cute-looking girl.

"Wh-what the.. UNGHHH!" Hitting the mat back first, Okami would remain temporarily stunned and softened, allowing Carmella to proceed with her plans, having the silver-haired boy squirm and moan helplessly at the wonderful touch of her oiled boobs.

"You know, I have been throwing you around, and pleaseing the both of us...and I never got your name." Carmella said, still going with her pleaseing message.

So, this was Carmella's way to seize control and dominate her oil matches, Okami thought to himself while squirming and moaning helplessly, subjected to her overwhelming mix of seduction and debilitating holds.

In any case, he was in her erotic clutches at the moment, too stunned and aroused to fight back. "Uhhh.... m-my name is...is... Okami... nnn....", he breathed out hotly, his bulging hardness getting closer and closer to burst out as she held it snug between her slippery breasts.

"What a nice name! It's a good thing for me to know the name of the one I get to humiliate!" Carmella said, going faster against Okami's manhood. "Ready to cum for me, Okami?"