Mamouru Higurashi vs Amaya Tsuzuki

She didn't have to see Mamouru to know he was up to something but with her own breasts being used to block her view of him it did make it difficult to figure out how to stop him, a problem considering the state of undress they were both in. Now that he was free of her headlock Amaya needed to get her hands back on him and quickly, reaching up to grab the very hand assailing her mounds so she could yank it down away from her tits. Whether that worked or not Amaya would learn what the man was up to a moment later as he drove the tip of his cock in between her pussy lips, Amaya gritting her teeth from this unforeseen intrusion into her womanhood, her hands leaving Mamouru's arm so that one could wrap around his cock, keeping it from going any deeper inside of her than it already was and stroking it in the process. The other hand would clench into a tight fist before being thrust towards the man's solar plexus as hard as she could drive it.

Mamouru wasn't sure what reaction he was going to get from Amaya. Usually when he did something like this there was definitely A reaction though. When eh felt the tight squeeze on his cock, he grinned and continued to try and keep himself as much inside her as possible while she struggled. But when the punch came, he was definitely unprepared for that. Both his hands were still holding up Amaya's tits and even an awkward punch caught him off guard.

He inhaled instantly, unable to do anything else and tried to back away from her as he tried to get oxygen back into his lungs.

Amaya had to bite down on her bottom lip to restrain herself from moaning as the young man's cock dipped into the shallows of her sex as the expression went, her body shuddering lightly from the man's first true foray into her womanhood. Despite all this she kept herself calm and under control, not wanting to give the man a bigger ego than he seemingly already possessed, reacting quickly because of this as she wrapped her fingers firmly around Mamouru's cock to keep him from delvin
g deeper into her sex. With her other hand Amaya clenched it into a fist and drove it hard up into the man's gut forcing Mamouru to retreat a few steps, but her hand refused to leave his cock as she leaned over to keep a hold of his manhood.

"Why look how hard you've become Mamouru, why don't you let me take care of this for you?" Amaya said with a smile on her face before she charged out of the corner, pulling on the man's cock as she threw her arm out and tried to hit Mamouru across the neck with a clothesline.

Mamouru had been dazed by the punch and the punch to his stomach caused him to gasp as the wind was sucked out of him. He stumbled back as much as he could, clutching his stomach with one hand and trying to push away her wrist with the other. But he wasn't able to escape the iron grip she had on his cock. He was pulled right into the clothesline and fell hard onto his back. In a few moments he went from extremely confident to on his back, trying to figure out which part of his body he should start rubbing first.

Amaya launched herself out of the corner and struck Mamouru across the neck with her outstretched arm, the former policewoman still packing a lot of power thanks to her rigorous work out routine she had kept up since her days in the police force. It had certainly paid off when she signed on with the AFW and it continued to do so now as she left Mamouru sprawled out on the mat. The hard impact had jarred her shoulder, Amaya rolling her arm about to relieve some of the pain in it before turning around to face the downed man, his cock the only thing about him sticking up into the air.

Stepping forward she glanced down between her exposed breasts at the face of Mamouru, her eyes moving upward to where the man's cock stood at attention when a thought came to her on how to proceed. Amaya would drop down onto her knees, trying to pin his arms underneath her knees in the process. Whether she managed to or not Amaya would then lean forward until the front of her breasts brushed against Mamouru's stiff member, her body lowering further until she was resting with her elbows on the mat and her hands pressed against the sides of her mounds, looking to trap his cock tightly between them as she bobbed them up and down slowly.

Mamouru was dazed enough by the clothesline that Amaya was able to pin him down and keep his arms in place. He panted, testing her weight and seeing if she could break free or not. With all her weight on his upper body, she was going to keep him pinned for the moment.

It was then that he felt her large, soft breasts against his stiff cock. "Shit." He said as he felt her breasts slide up and down his shaft. Her breasts were so huge and she could do a him in easily with an expert tit fuck.

"Uhnnn... Amaya-chan..." Mamouru moaned as he felt her delicious orbs on his manhood.

Amaya's plump ass rose high up into the air as she leaned her upper body down and captured the man's exposed cock in between her breasts which many a man had labeled as mountains compared to the small mounds most women had on their chest, shaking her butt gently from side to side as she pressed her breasts upon Mamouru's manhood. As large as her breasts were they completely engulfed even Mamouru's cock, only the very tip of his throbbing member appearing when she brought her breasts down and flattened them somewhat against the man's crotch. After seeing this take place a few times Amaya leaned her head down and wrapped her tongue around the head when it made its next appearance, swirling her tongue about it and lathering it with her warm saliva. She would repeat this pattern a few times before finally taking the tip into her mouth, her luscious lips rubbing against the bottom of the head while her tongue toyed with the top, making sure to give Mamouru a tit fucking he would never forget.

Mamouru was surprised at how well the mature beauty was at this sort of thing. The way she was working his manhood and how she started using her tongue and mouth was quite enticing. If he allowed her to keep going, which was very tempting, he'd lose for sure. But he wasn't ready to give up just yet.

Mamouru threw his knee up to try and drive it into Amaya's head. A risky proposition considering where her mouth was but as long as he could get her off him, he could figure out what to do next.

Amaya had spent most of the last decade raising her daughter as best she could, but that didn't mean she had remained celibate that entire time. The few men she had let into her life since having Reina had served to keep her skills in the bedroom quite sharp, satisfying a lust that had grown rather insatiable during her time in the police force where blowing off steam was a must, so if Mamouru had expected her to be a rusty house wife he was undoubtedly surprised right now. With his cock wedged between her bountiful breasts, and her mouth assailing the tip each time it emerged, she didn't give the young man long before this match was finished.

Without any warning however Amaya was thrown for a loop as Mamouru struck her in the top of her head with his knee, the woman releasing a pained groan from her lips as her head snapped back and she fell over onto her side beside him. She brought her hands up to rub her aching forehead, slowly rolling away from him trying to get onto her hands and feet to crawl away and distance herself from him.

mouru rolled the other way as Amaya was off him. He could feel how sensitive his manhood was. He needed to keep her away from it but he also needed to keep on top of her. Mamouru launched himself forward, trying to catch Amaya's ankles as she tried to crawl away. He was hoping if he could grab hold of them, that he could yank her flat on her belly and crawl onto her ankles. That could give him some time to settle down as well as attacking Amaya without the threat of cumming himself.