Devilish Love: Octavia Venus vs Yamamura Kaori

[Misfit_Alien]

After smashing into Kaori with that kick, Octavia would roll forward with a graceful, gentle execution, showing off those well-honed acrobatic skills of hers before turning around and facing her opponent. Like a trained belly dancer, she would shake and gyrate her hips, flaunting her good looks for the crowd's enjoyment, slapping her hand across her thigh and rear while locking eyes with Kaori, a hunger forming in those ruby-red pupils as the Incarnation of Love looked to give the devilish woman a soft, sweet-scented gift in the form of a Running Hip Attack straight to her face...if Kaori were still interested, she would be on the receiving end of the softest Hip Attack she'd ever feel. Intense and packed with passionate fury, any pain from the intensive and sudden impact would be immediately dulled by the gentle, soft-skinned embrace of Octavia's curvy hips pressing against Kaori's face like a pillow cuddling her after a long, tiresome day~...It would be...utter bliss~...

[ThatPolishDude]

Kaori was still enjoying her little game and from the look in Octavia's eyes, so was she, though that could change in a moment. For now, Kaori waited, doing her very best to seem dazed by the attack while observing her opponent's next move. When it came... well sufficed to say Kaori expected it to still hurt in some way but instead the hip attack was more like having her face pressed into a coochin.

Still, that was about as much exercise as she'd let Octavia get as she'd then grab a hold of her ankles and give them a harsh pull back. Counting on the woman falling, she'd then go to wrap her legs around the woman's core, feet crossing behind her nack and pushing her head down to the ground while Kaori herself was facing the woman's backside and to add to this step she'd give a heartfelt smack on Octavia's cheeks!

[Misfit_Alien]

Octavia would let out a soft moan upon smacking Kaori in the face with her tush...soft and bouncy, the Incarnation of Love would blow her esteemed opponent a little kiss before rubbing it in gently, giving Kaori a nice experience with her heavenly 'love handles'...that was until the devilish woman sweep Octavia off her feet in the least charming way possible, forcing the Italian wrestler to fall face-first onto the canvas with a rough grunt upon impact. She'd find herself locked into place, face-down against the canvas as Kaori tightened her legs around the Italian's waist, squeezing nice and tight before giving Octavia a nice slap across her ass, spanking it with enough force to cause them to jiggle, eliciting a moan from Octavia as she yelped in shock.

[ThatPolishDude]

Kaori was in her element, and this position would be so perfect for a different kind of match but she had to control herself under the circumstances she found herself in. Still, she would not refrain from having some fun of her own, giving her opponent a good squeeze on the booty after she spanked her. Octavia was nice and tightly locked now and Kaori could pick and choose what she'd do from here and the simplest route seemed the most visually pleasing. As such she would make sure to have her feet press Octavia's head to the ground while she reached for the woman's legs to bend them over her back and towards her head. Such position made her look directly at the woman's womanhood and she'd let a long, warm breath roll over her crotch to further tease the woman and make her fold heaven further under her control

[Misfit_Alien]

The spank was enough to draw out another squeal and moan from Octavia, feeling a lovely sting in one of her cheeks after her 'demon' of an opponent continued to toy with her. When Kaori took a moment to breathe heavily down Octavia's thighs and womanhood, it made the Italian beauty blush and squirm with delight as she could feel her body heating up from Kaori's warm, tingling breaths rolling between her legs. The Italian wrestler was taken aback by how promiscuous the woman could be, shaking her to her very core as her enamored feelings toward Kaori were only emboldened. She continued to vibrate and shake with pleasure, panting with her head pressed against the canvas. The pain of being bent like a pretzel was heavily outweighed by the sheer arousal Kaori was making her feel, with the Incarnation of Love enduring everything that the Japanese woman had to offer.