Ivan vs the first Berry scout (Ivan Ramirez vs Sherry "sailor Cherry")

[DarknessMaster]

Sherry would moan as she held the ropes, taking all of Ivan's length, she felt like she needed to support herself feeling as if she let go that both her and Ivan would end up falling and she didn't want that, not when she felt so good

"so aggressive~ at least take me out to dinner first~"

Sherry would say flirtatiously as she kissed Ivan's head while he pounded her like no tomorrow

[MR. Q]

Chuckling at Sherry's playful plea, Ivan tightened his grip on her hip, pulling her back sharply against his chest as he continued to thrust deep inside her. "After you beg for it," he growled against her ear, nipping at the lobe.

In a swift move, Ivan released Sherry's hip to wrap an arm around her throat, applying just enough pressure to restrict airflow without cutting off her oxygen entirely. He used this grip to manipulate her body, fucking her hard and fast as he choked her lightly. Just a little push to make her submit and uncomfortable in their copulation.

"Just remember," he breathed hotly against her skin, "once you beg for it, you belong to me. And I intend to use every inch of this perfect body until you can't take anymore." He warned her.

[DarknessMaster]

"please Ivan~ give me a nice long kiss~"

The older woman begged, clearly she wanted all of what Ivan was offering as she was dominated by her younger and stronger opponent it was like Ivan was a bull, rushing through a china shop desperate to break every single thing he could see and right now he was breaking her in for the hell of it

[MR. Q]

Ivan pulled back slightly, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he heard Sherry's needy plea. "Louder, baby. I can't hear you over your moans," he teased, his voice a husky purr in her ear.

He slowed his thrusts momentarily, drawing out the anticipation before picking up speed again. Each stroke rocked Sherry's body against the ropes, her breasts bouncing enticingly with each impact.

"Impressive control you have there, but perhaps it's time to let loose, hmm?" Ivan suggested, tightening his grip on her throat just enough to send a thrill of panic down her spine.

[DarknessMaster]

Sherry would let out a slight moan as she was softly chocked by Ivan, not exactly the reaction he expected from her

"you have quite the grip~"

Sherry moaned as she caressed the arm around her body, clearly wanting to soften Ivan up as she gave him another kiss, knowing that he couldn't keep his dominant act up forever

[MR. Q]

Ivan snorted at Sherry's nonchalant comment, continuing to stroke her throat with his arm. The movement sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him, stoking his desire to claim her thoroughly.

"And quite the moan factory you are," Ivan retorted with a smirk, biting down on her earlobe hard enough to draw a gasp. "Keep that up, sweetheart, and soon I'll have you screaming my name."

He punctuated his warning with a harsh thrust, pinning Sherry's body firmly against the ropes as he rutted into her mercilessly. Ivan's free hand slid around to grope Sherry's breast roughly, squeezing her breast hard.

"Give me what I want, Sherry. Beg me to fill you up and make those pretty tits bounce on my cock." Ivan demanded, his voice dripping with raw lust.

[DarknessMaster]

Sherry would end up attempting to catch Ivan off guard, attempting to trip him and get his dick out of her pussy, if she succeeded she would end up attempting to pin Ivan to the ground by grabbing both of his hands so that she could take the lead

"didn't expect me to be the bottom forever did you big boy~?"

Sherry asked as she flicked her hair with a soft laugh

[MR. Q]

Caught off guard by Sherry's sudden movement, Ivan stumbled, losing his balance for a split second. It was enough for Sherry to wrench her hips free from his grasp, causing him to teeter precariously against the ropes.

Sherry's daring attempt to reverse their positions surprised Ivan, a cocky grin spreading across her face. "Didn't expect me to be the bottom forever did you, big boy?" she taunted playfully, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

In a swift motion, Sherry reached out to grab Ivan's wrists, attempting to pin him to the mat. Her plan was bold, aiming to assert dominance over her larger, more experienced opponent.

However, Ivan proved too strong. As Sherry pinned his wrists, he quickly reversed their positions, effortlessly flipping her onto her back.

"Now, who's getting ahead of themselves?" Ivan chided, leaning over Sherry to press a possessive kiss to her lips. His cock stood at attention, eager to plunge back inside her welcoming heat.

[DarknessMaster]

Sherry would moan softly, lips slowly embracing with her own as she moaned softly, Ivan knew how to melt her into a red mush as he made out with her softly, Sherry wrapping her legs around his waist as she felt her wrists being pinned

"maybe a little bit~"

Sherry cooed playfully

[MR. Q]

Smirking at Sherry's admission, Ivan wasted no time in reclaiming his position. He gripped her wrists firmly, pinning them above her head as he positioned himself between her spread thighs.

With a hard thrust, Ivan buried himself to the hilt inside Sherry's warmth, relishing the feel of her pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. He began to pump in and out, each stroke hitting deep as he drove her closer to the brink of ecstasy.

"Fucking perfect," Ivan grunted, his rhythm growing more intense as he chased his own release. "You were made for this, weren't you, sweetheart?"

He leaned down to capture Sherry's mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing her moans as he continued to ravish her body. Ivan couldn't get enough, pounding into her relentlessly until she was quivering beneath him, teetering on the edge of orgasm.