Tiffany Laurence vs Kirin Sumomo

Kirin's eyes fluttered a bit as she hummed a deep sigh as her round ass was squeezed, let out a quick pleased gasp as her bottom was smacked, making it jiggle wildly on top of her humping. Her moans before louder and more desperate now, grinding a bit harder between them as she nodded in approval of the spanking. It wasn't always for her, but quite a treat when this deep in and close to her orgasm. She could feel her pussy walls ready to release, hard clit brushing with Tiffany's and tongue entangled with hers in a hungry tumble between their mouths

Reaching in between their bodies, Tiffany gave the milf's healthy breasts a squeeze, looking to milk her a bit more. Her tongue wrestled with Kirin's in a hungry kiss as she continued to move her hips in time with the older woman's causing her pussy lips to slide against Kirin's clit. Breaking the kiss, she said softly into Kirin's ear, "Cum for me sugar," in a husky voice,

Kirin's breasts leaked in excitement along with her pussy, dripping intensely on her lover/opponent and Kirin sucked hungrily on Tiffany's tongue, clearly growing more and more wild with lust. She parted the kiss and imediately bit her lip when Tiffany's worked her sex over her throbbing clit, unable to bear it. As if on command to Tiffany's encouragement, Kirin's eyes and mouth flew open with a lustful "UHHHHN!" as her big body quaked and squirted over Tiffany's pussy, sharing their cum as her chubby frame quivered against her and then all but collapsed on her, sweating and panting loudly against her neck

"Dang but you're good," she sighed

Tiffany smiled up at Kirin, her hips moving in time with the milf's final thrusts as she came, guiding her through the climax until Kirin finally laid herself down on the cowgirl.
"Well, I aim to please." she drawled, her hand stroking Kirin's rear absently. "And I don't think you've lost a step. Both in wrestling and in...well this."

Kirin sighed a long, calming sigh as her plump body settled onto Tiffany's. "Thank you," she said earnestly. "It's good to hear from someone but myself, sometimes." She was a sunny and helpful woman but it was still something she would struggle with sometimes, her age and her weight in a league like this one with the slender younger women around. She nuzzled at her neck a bit. "Was there even a winner there, or call that both of us winning?"

"Oh, I'd file this under a win-win, darlin." Tiffany drawled. "Besides, it's only a spar right? A very...hot, sweaty sort of spar."
Her hands roamed up and down Kirin's back, squeezing the cheeks of her rear every so often as she talked.

Kirin sighed and relaxed some more as she was groped. "Mhm, defenitely winning involved here," she agreed. "No harm in losing track of score in a spar."

((more to do? or wrap it there, you think?))

"Agreed, sugar. And anytime you need another workout like this, just give me a call." Tiffany said huskily.

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