Sparring on the Mats [Eve - Petra]

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Re: Sparring on the Mats [Eve - Petra]

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If Petra had noticed the kiss against the flawless skin of her bare midriff, she was certainly not acknowledging it. It was possible the notion slipped under the radar, given that Eve's arms were powering around her slender core, crushing and testing her body with each deepening squeeze! Petra's focus might have been diverted to the gruelling sensation of her spine being forced into a slow arch as Eve's arms continued to pile in against her back. Eve could not help but suspect otherwise though, her flush cheeks feeling regret, not wanting to ruin the moment or break the spar. Yet Petra said nothing... Instead she was focused on trying to endure, fortifying her body to try and withstand the deep squeeze.

Eve took in a deep breath, almost wondering if she dared to do it again. If Petra was aware of the kiss against her form, she did not announce a dislike either. Rather than dwell on this, Eve knew such distractions could become costly. Petra was cunning, and would seize opportunity to escape. Eve could not have that. Grimacing a little, Eve continued to press with her bearhug, hoisting Petra closer, bringing her oiled up and scantily clad form deeper against her own. By now, Petra's grip upon her was beginning to falter, as the time spent in the oppressing embrace was making her slowly and instinctively arch back to try and relieve the building pressure. Petra reached out, her body shuddering as a moan slipped from her lips. Eve decided to bare down, sensing that Petra was nearing submission!

Biting on her lower lip, she looked to dip the Greek marvel back within her arms, looking to inflict further pressure upon the base of her spine. She could feel the breath leaving Petra's body as she fought to hang on... but Eve could sense it. Her will was faltering...
"Do you give?" Eve whispered; her voice full of heated air and a hint of lust. She did not realise that her own breath had been taken away by this experience, feeling Petra's undeniably captivating form grinding up and being dominated by her own.

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