Sarah O'Brien Vs Darren Hopeless (For coiwy)

Darren let out a small gasp it seemed as though Sarah had the advantage of being ontop now. His eyes widened slightly he had to admit he had gotten a rather nice view of her butt as she sat up. placing herself on his chest lightly kicking his legs his hands move to rest on her legs. "Damn it got off." he complained as he tried to roll her off.

"You don't really mean that," she laughed, sliding backwards to put her butt right up against his chin. He tried to roll her off but she had a stable position on top of him and easily kept it.
"Just lay back and enjoy it," she suggested, reaching down to put a hand on his struggling legs, running it up his thigh.

Darren's position seemed to just get more and more awkward. At the moment all he could see was Sarah's red locks running down her back as she pushed her butt up against his chin. Her stable position seemed to be causing him problems A small gasp escaping his lips at what she had said next followed by what he had felt. He started weakly kicking his legs as he felt her handslowly sliding down his thigh. Letting out a small squeek.

"You don't have to make it so easy," Sarah taunted him, wiggling her butt a little. "Do you want to just give up this round or do I have to be more... persuasive?" As she spoke her hand grabbed Darren between his legs and squeezed hard.

Darren let out a growl. this wasn't going according to plan not at all. he felt his cheeks turn a light pink at Sarah's taunting and her butt lightly wiggling. "Your kidding the match has just started." he protested although it seemed like she was pushing her game up notch, He froze as he felt what she was holding onto his legs instincively coming up protectively as he tried to roll her off of him again not only that but he tried to push her down his body anything to move her out ot the was so he could try and get control of this match his pushing rather weak due to the slightly comprimising position he was in.

Sarah grinned as Darren began struggling beneath her but managed to keep her balance on top of him. She had a firm grip on his balls now and she was pretty sure she could stay on top of him until the pain got to be too much for him... but just to be sure, she could always make it more urgent. Lifting herself very slightly, she edged backwards and to plant her butt on Darren's face, blocking off his air supply and muffling his protests.

Darren had to admit that Sarah was skilled with her balance he hadn't been able to move her his hands moved to try and get her hands away from his crotch. He was almost relieved when she started to lift herself although the situation seemed to get even more desperate as she got him in a familiar position from their last match her but laying on his face. He let out a few muffled protests as his hands were concentrating on moving her hand in the process giving her freedom with her butt.

Sarah released Darren's groin as he grabbed at her arms, but she had her butt firmly placed on his face and she could feel his nose slightly up her arse through her sweatpants. She tried to sit up straight and aimed to grab Darren's wrists to gain more control over him.

Darren was gaspign for breath underneath Sarah although he was relieved when he felt her release his groin. It fact he thoguth he had managed to get them off himself although that quickly disintergrated when he felt the red head take position of his wrists. She was now sitting firmly on his face as his legs flailed.

Sarah watched Darren's flailing legs with a smile, shaking her butt gently on his face as she did so. This round was in the bag, no question. She had a firm grip on his wrists and he was tightly pinned underneath her. Almost without thinking she pulled at his arms and rested his hands on her breasts. May as well give him something to play with before he tapped...