After A Spar: Momoko, Yatori and Sasha

Yatori smiled at the dazed Sasha's search for Momoko. "Momo-chan ran away," she said. "She couldn't watch anymore... "

She would then release Sasha from her grip, though she didn't stop teasing Sasha's sex with hers.

In the locker room, out of earshot (unfortunately for Sasha), Momoko stumbled into her undies. "Yatori always does this," she grumbled. "What will Mia say?" Realizing she'd invoked the name of Yatori's girlfriend, she blushed. "I really should go back to check on them... I'll ask Yatori to end it, then..."

Promising herself that much, Momoko went back to the shower room, dressed in her white lingerie.

Sasha took a deep breath, rolling back her shoulder, hiding her head between her small ,square shoulders.Her face felt like it woud burn. Sasha skipped her head a bit, slipping away from the Mafiosi again.
Sasha lowered her head a bit and tried to collect her mind.
If the Major would know this he would kill her.
She gasped and said:"Yatori I think this is wromg...or?"

Yatori closed her eyes and chuckled. "I guessed as much... pin me, then." Her slick nude body invited Sasha to dominate her. "I'm sure there's a style of pinning you'd enjoy. Maybe you can step on me triumphantly or something. Anything. You did win this match by driving me nuts over you, so you deserve that much."

Momoko carefully peeked into the shower room. The place had turned almost deathly quiet. She wondered if Yatori and Sasha had knocked each other out. Instead she found the two separated and conscious, just quiet.

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Sasha hesitiated a while, then she gave a weak smile and a nodd and then, with some suprisin gpower, lunged at the Mafiosi-girl and pinned her down, their moist, ho tbodys presssed together.Sasha seened confident again in this little moments as she pined Yatori down.
"Unghh..gotcha" she said with a slightly painfull smile.

Yatori grunted as Sasha mightily held her down for the count. Looking at her opponent's face, she spotted Momoko peering from the entrance. "Hey, ref! Count!"

"H-hai!" Startled but dutiful, the underwear-clad Momoko slid down beside them. "One!"

Yatori would now struggle, but playfully, by pushing out from the floor with her feet. She never seriously intended to escape; she just wanted to know how Sasha would dominate her.

In this more fight like situation the fire returned to Sasha's eyes, she rolled forth a bit,bearing a bit more weight and preassure down on her friend.Still the touch of Yatori's body made strange things and thoughts explode in her head.
The russian teen's ahnd slipped down and she went for a hook pin, her hand trembling as she pulled up Yatori's left leg, their crotched presse dinto another.Sasha could only see,smell and feel Yatori for some moments.

Yatori found her half-hearted mock-resistance quickly quelled by the renewed Sasha in a professional yet surprisingly sexy manner. Sasha's crotch overpowered hers as surely as the rest of the Russian girl's boyishly strong body dominated her own. She felt and enjoyed the hot, sticky cum coating their crotches that had been mashed all over them by their sexes' combat, her leg wrenched upwards to render her open and vulnerable.

Not bad, Sasha... And to reward her Yatori rubbed her sex gently into Sasha's one last time, for she was sure they'd break off after this.

"Two! Three!" Momoko grabbed at Sasha's other arm, the one not holding Yatori's leg up, and held it up. "The winner! Sasha!" She urged Sasha to stand up if she could, or at least kneel up. Her pleasure at her friend's victory allowed her to keep her composure despite Sasha and Yatori's messy nudity.

Meanwhile Yatori would lie on her back pretending to be unconscious, giving Sasha the appearance of a complete victor, physically and sexually, the girl who had fought her way to the top.

Sasha needed a while to clear her mind as she stood up, the last touch of Yatori's perfect body sending a wave of exitement up her spine and a long drop of sticky girl juice brisged between their dripping pussys as they parted.
Panting for breath,blushed deep red but with a smile, Sahsa stood nude and exhausted over Yatori and offered her a hand.
"Ahh wow..ahh wow" was all she could say.

Yatori drew herself up on her feet with Sasha's help. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, Sasha," she told her taken-aback friend. "That ought to give you some useful ideas when it comes to soft wrestling and sex-fighting."

Then she hugged Sasha in a friendly manner. "We should do each other again," she did whisper, "Next time hentai KO." With their bodies aligned perfectly, their utterly pleasured and pleased pussies came together for a last sexy 'handshake', giving Sasha a very good incentive for a rematch.

Momoko rolled her eyes. "Don't you ever get tired of that, Yatori?" she scolded.

"Nope," was the unrepentant giggle.