Narcisse vs Camilla Crimson, Hentai I Quit Match

[MacbookAir]

Camilla laughed, nonetheless enjoying the feeling of Narcisse's fingers on her sex. Every time she amped up the pleasure with another finger, Camilla's expression grew more lewd, though she didn't seem worried yet.

"If you think one petit mort will break me then you have another thing coming, you Parisian whore..."

Indeed, Camilla seemed terribly nonplussed about losing the initiative in the moment, matching the amount of fingers she put inside Narcisse as she moaned out, inching closer and closer to orgasm with every second she spent near Narcisse.

[Sigma Morgan]

Narcisse curiously tilted her head hearing Camilla's laugh though the lewd expression on the woman's face gave the saint of sex endless amounts of confidence even though her opponent still seemed calm, Narcisse planned to change that very soon despite her opponents statement. "I'd be disappointed if I broke you with a singular orgasm, but don't worry Camilla. You will none the less be broken" Narcisse said, her French accent only making it sound sexier before letting out a moan as Camilla matched her fingers, Narcisse still had a large head start but she knew she was going to have to be smart and tactful. Narcisse slipped four fingers into Camilla, while she used her thumb to pin and play with the woman's clitoris. Narcisse's other hand would then reach for Camilla's wrist, trying to force the woman's hand out of her bottoms wanting to exert full control of Camilla. "Now. CUM FOR YOUR SAINT!" Narcisse would order increasing the rate her fingers pumping in Camilla's sex.

[MacbookAir]

Camilla seemed adamant about keeping her fingers inside Narcisse, the effort to remove them taking quite a bit of time, only succeeding as the Vamp's body tightened and she began to moan ecstatically again.

"Fuuuuuck~" was all she could muster as Narcisse ripped her first orgasm out of her, juices squirting from her womanhood in the process, her face having an utterly depraved expression as the whole ordeal unfolded. She was vulnerable now, if only temporarily, to Narcisse's whims.

[Sigma Morgan]

It was liked Camilla's hand was glued to Narcisse's nether regions as the woman struggled and refused to have her hand pulled out of the saint's bottoms for a minute until Narcisse began to drive the woman towards the edge of an orgasm shown by the wetness of her pussy and her ecstatic moans. This continued for a minute until one last pleasure filled cry freed itself from Camilla's lips and the woman's sweet nectar coating the saint of sex's hand. Narcisse smiled staring into the woman's pleasure drunk expression, not wasting time Narcisse placed a passionate kiss on Camilla's lips as she reached behind her opponent attempting to loosen and rip the woman's corset and top off in on motion.

If her opponent didn't stop her Narcisse would then use the woman's top as a towel, wiping the cum off her hand before shoving Camilla to the mat and mounting the woman aiming to grind there bodies together while bringing her head down to suck on Camilla's freshly exposed nipples.

[MacbookAir]

Camilla was no stranger to rough starts, her climax leaving her in a state where her opponent quite casually kissed, stripped, and threw her down to the mat, bare nipples stiff from the sheer excitement of their previous fighting. The suckling of one of them by Narcisse's lips only brought more lewd, depraved moans out of the Vamp, seemingly inactive for the moment.

"Mmm, fuck... Go on, please your future mistress~"

Camilla seemed bafflingly okay with her current humiliation, perhaps plotting something in the long run...

[Sigma Morgan]

Her opponent's nipples were rock hard as Narcisse licked and sucked on them, her opponent's moans only becoming more depraved. Narcisse then stopped and pulled her head away hearing something that sounded liked a taunt coming from her opponent. Narcisse then crawled up her opponent's body staring into the vampiric wrestlers eyes. "Oh, honey, I'm going to make you gush until nothings left.... and then you're going to pleasure me for the rest of the night. You're no mistress, you're just a pleasure hungry slut ripe for the taking" Narcisse said before attempting to plant a fiery and aggressive kiss on the woman's lips.

[MacbookAir]

Camilla couldn't even get a retort in before she was french kissed by the sapphic warlord in front of her. With both of them lying on the mat, it was clear that their match appeared to be more akin to a particularly public foreplay session than it did a traditional wrestling match.

It was the sort of sexual contest that Camilla absolutely loved to partake in. She could do with or without the violence, but she adored the very idea of engaging in the most beautiful form of sexual competition. While Narcisse was still kissing her, Camilla would try and literally flip their roles, trying to get atop the Frenchwoman with a sudden burst of movement, if she could.

"Such perverse thoughts. Where have you been all my life?"

[Sigma Morgan]

Narcisse planted a passionate and dominant kiss on Camilla's lips, her tongue slipping into the woman's mouth, exploring every inch as if it owned the place. Narcisse's tongue then tried to go as far back into the woman's mouth as it could as if it was trying to slip down her throat. Narcisse would then feel her opponent trying to switch places. NOT ON HER WATCH!. Narcisse immediately broke off the kiss making sure to remain on top her opponent while she readjusted her. If Camilla wanted her off it was going to cost her something! Narcisse would shift her weight and legs, attempting to wrap her legs around the woman's midsection, trapping and squeezing her while Narcisse shifted to the side trapping. If successful Narcisse would have her opponent trapped in a leg scissor position she her hands free to explore her opponent's body! "I'm about to be fucking you senseless all night. Guessing that would be a dream come true for you wouldn't it?" Narcisse would tease.

[MacbookAir]

Camilla would grunt and moan as she felt the sudden squeezing of her body, Narcisse's legs looking to try and trap her in. The Vamp was amorous, but she was not one to simply lie down and take abuse for very long. As Narcisse squeezed down on her midsection, Camilla would begin to struggle and try to escape her hold, grunting all the while in a confused mixture of pain and ecstasy.

[Sigma Morgan]

As her legs wrapped around her opponent like a hungry boa constrictor she quickly hooked her feet making sure the body scissor was locked in securely as her opponent squirmed and struggled. "You look absolutely delicious trapped and struggling between my legs" Narcisse quipped before propping herself up on her right arm while her left hands went to Camilla's sopping wet pussy. The woman already had one orgasm tonight and the saint of sex wasn't about to waste time before doing for a second as she attempted to insert her pointer in middle finger into the woman's forbidden garden. The woman's pussy felt as if it was hotter than a volcano. "Moan for me Camilla!" Narcisse ordered before pumping her fingers in and out of her opponent's pussy.