Ain't No Rest For The Wicked (For Dangea)

Drake was helpless, unable to breathe let alone escape. She bathed his face with the warmth from her moist pussy as she continued to rub and grind herself deeply into his face, cutting off his air supply. He whimpered and moaned as she writhed her body, rubbing her clit against his nose and her folds against his lips. This made things worse for Drake as her skilled mouth caused him to moan and gasp, waisting his air supply faster and faster.

The way she was laying on top of him made it difficult to gain air in the first place, let alone escape from under her. Slowly but surely he began to feel light headed as he was bathed in pleasure, minus the burning from his air deprived lungs. Drake also felt his cock twitch and throb inside of her mouth, made steel hard from her teasing. Everything began to spin as it felt like he was going to climax and pass out at the same time, feeling his spirit being crushed by his attacker. "Mph mmph mph....."

Reeko, still working away at her prized new plaything, would simply continue on smothering Drake breathless with her sweet-scented pussy while skillfully swallowing his throbbing cock. She was sure that any time now, this sexy, muscle-bound hunk lying helpless beneath her would succumb to her obviously superior feminine charms. She would make him cum, and. then let him pass out with a face-full of her intoxicatingly sweet mound.

Reeko, still working away at her prized new plaything, would simply continue on smothering Drake breathless with her sweet-scented pussy while skillfully swallowing his throbbing cock. She was sure that any time now, this sexy, muscle-bound hunk lying helpless beneath her would succumb to her obviously superior feminine charms. She would make him cum, and. then let him pass out with a face-full of her intoxicatingly sweet mound.

Drake's heart raced quicker and quicker as his frantic gasps for air matched his last effort to struggle. This went on until Drakes body seized and tensed up, suddenly relaxing in a defeated moan while his member exploded inside of her mouth. Drake felt embarrassed and humiliated as he was forced to pump his essence into her mouth over and over again, feeling her suck up the proof of his defeat. Drake writhed under her weakly as she continued to suck him dry. The light headed feeling clouding up his mind even more until everything began to fade until he lay there unconcious underneath his attacker.

Although she had technically won, getting both a hentai submission and knocking Drake unconscious at the same time... Reeko was in quite the playful mood. She would tie Drake's arms up with her undergarments and wait for him to regain consciousness.

When Drake wakes up, the first thing he would see was Reeko's naked body mounted on his chest in a schoolgirl pin, smiling down at him... "Sleep well, Drakey-kun?"

((Suppose we'll just call it an end to the match then... Reeko won. :p)

(no was away for a bit due to somethings but im back and will post later tonight or tomarrow have to catch up on here)

Drake awoke from his slumber feeling dazed and lost he felt slightly exhausted from his release and being rendered unconcious but he wasn't broken yet. As vision returned itself to him he saw Reeko straddling over his face with a confident smirk as she teased him a little. Drake tried to pull his hands apart but realized they were bound together feeling the soft fabric of her under garments restraining him. Drake let out a defiant growl as he tried to move and squirm to break free from this situation and get back at her.