Too much Milk to Handle: Ravenous Rose vs Belle B Cowe.

[StriketheTiger]

Hitomi felt the wonderful attention Belle was giving to her underside. Hitomi's body filled with ecstasy as Belle pleasured her. she moaned in glorious pleasure trapped beneath the very Peach she was enjoying just a moment ago. she tried to move to reverse the position but her body refused to obey wanting instead to keep enjoying Belle's treatment.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle grinned to herself, her peachy curves snugly seated atop Hitomi in the tight, piledriver-like position. She could feel every soft squirm and muffled moan from beneath her, and it only made her giggle with teasing satisfaction.

"Aww… what's the matter down there?" Belle cooed, shifting her hips slightly, just enough to make Hitomi writhe. "You were having so much fun earlier… now it's my turn~"

While keeping her dominant perch, Belle leaned forward, her hands sliding across Hitomi’s thighs as she playfully whispered, “Let’s see how long you can keep your composure, cutie.” Before burying her face in Hitomi's ass.

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Hitomi's body squirmed uncontrollably as Belle pleasured her. it was unimaginable, Hitomi was more turned on then she's been in a long time.

Hitomi: Mmmm...ah....n-no...no stop...y-your gonna ahhh...m-make me...

she said moaning in great pleasure as Belle eat her Peach. clearly she was enjoying this far more then Belle did during when their positions where reversed. was Belle not impressed by they way Hitomi devoured her Peach? or is Belle just that good? either way it's clear who's dominant in this position and Hitomi was LOVING it.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle grinned as she felt Hitomi shudder beneath her, every squirm and moan only fueling her playful confidence. Resting her hands on Hitomi’s thighs, she leaned down slightly, her breath brushing against the back of Hitomi’s legs.

“Well, well… someone’s a lot more sensitive than they let on,” Belle teased, her voice low and velvety. “You talk big, Hitomi, but I think you’re just a sweet little treat waiting to melt.”

She gave a slow, teasing grind of her hips, letting her curves press more firmly into Hitomi’s face as if rewarding her surrender with affection. Then, she trailed a few soft kisses along Hitomi’s inner thighs, keeping her trapped, flustered, and breathless.

“But I’m not done with dessert just yet…”

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Hitomi thinks: G-good thing this isn't a hentai match...she'd mop the floor with me there...unnnn...b-but....maybe I can still turn this around...

Belle's eating of her Peach was driving Hitomi nuts. exploiting every sensitivity she had like an expert. her body squirmed beneath Belle and Belle's behind smothering her at the same time made it hard to breath. normally she'd be able to hold her breath enjoying her smothering all she wanted but this was different.

Hitomi used her strength to push her and Bell to the side to escape the smothering and get a breath. but Belle had a firm hold on her legs not allowing Hitomi to escape till she finished her desert.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle giggled softly, her breath warm against Hitomi’s skin as she tightened her hold with just enough strength to keep her opponent under control—but never enough to hurt. Her hips swayed gently as she teased, savoring the way Hitomi squirmed beneath her, every motion betraying her rising pleasure.

“Oh no, sweetheart,” Belle cooed, her voice velvety and sweet like honey. “Dessert isn’t done yet.”

She gently nuzzled into the curve of Hitomi’s backside, giving a playful nibble before planting slow, teasing kisses. Her fingers stroked up and down the other woman’s thighs, tracing feather-light patterns as if savoring every inch. Belle wasn’t rushing—this was a slow burn, a gentle unraveling of her opponent’s composure.

“Such a sensitive little treat you are,” she whispered, leaning in again, her voice low and sultry. “I could keep you right here forever.”

Hitomi’s attempts to resist only made it more fun—more satisfying for Belle to watch her unravel, all while keeping her snugly pinned with her plush, dominant position. She grinned, mischief in her eyes as she continued her slow, sensual torment, playfully humming to herself.

“Mmm… I wonder how long you’ll last,” Belle teased with a wink, “before you melt for me completely.”

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Hitomi thinks: Uuun....i-i got myself to the side...now what?...She's got such a grip...I can't get my legs free...

Hitomi's legs squirmed a bit as Belle traced her fingers lightly over them. so gently that they felt like a lovers touch. they way she kissed her Peach was intoxicating. playful yet dominating soothing yet addictive. Hitomi's body seemed to be powerless against this sultry farm girl with assets the size of Texas. even Hitomi's mind was conflicted about this. on the one hand she was enjoying this was every fiber of her being on the other she was once again being dominated in law and living up to her bottom bitch nickname that she trained for 3 long years to become strong enough to change.

she could feel herself slipping too. Belle playing her body like a fiddle making her more and more excited. her Peach juices starting to surge. if she couldn't break free soon her juices were gonna spray out.

Hitomi thinks: m-maybe...I can wrap my legs around her neck and choke her out...

She gives it a try wrapping her legs around Belle's throat trying to choke her out.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle had settled into her rhythm—hips swaying gently, her breath hot against Hitomi’s trembling thighs, her lips and tongue indulging in hitomi's ass. She chuckled as she felt Hitomi squirm beneath her, mistaking the motion for another bout of helpless pleasure. "You makin’ music down there, sugar? Your body’s singin’ like a choir."

Hitomi's legs moved slowly, shakily, coiling upward. Belle barely noticed—too focused on savoring her "dessert," too confident that her prey was finished. That was her mistake.

With a sudden squeeze, Hitomi’s thighs snapped around Belle’s neck like a vice!

“Whu—?!” Belle gasped, caught completely off guard, her warm, teasing tone cracking as her eyes widened. Her back arched, fingers instinctively grabbing at Hitomi’s legs now crushing around her throat. She tried to sit up, but Hitomi had leverage, hips angled just enough to keep her grip tight.

The crowd gasped and roared at the surprise reversal!

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Hitomi breathed a sigh of relief that she was able to turn the tables on Belle. she could feel her struggle between her thighs.

Hitomi: So sorry sweetie. I didn't mean to interpret your desert, but don't forget this is a wrestling match not sexy fun time in the sheets. though I wouldn't mind that after I smother you into submission.

she said with her voice still breathy from the eating of her Peach she had moments Pryor. to make things effective she plants her butt on Belle's face as she chokes her between her thighs to smother her while she chokes her. her squishy booty covering Belle's face completely.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Despite the firm grip of Hitomi’s thighs clamped around her neck and the soft pressure of her squishy peach sealing off the air, Belle refused to go down quietly. Even with her face buried, the “Dairy Queen” wasn't about to let someone else milk the spotlight for long.

From beneath, Belle’s hands slid up Hitomi’s thighs, her fingers tracing featherlight circles—playful, teasing. She let out a muffled giggle against Hitomi’s skin, her breath warm and flustering.

"Well, I'm more of a power bottom anyways~" Belle replied, teasingly, between coughs. She attempts to stabilize herself by planting both of her feet on the ground, and attempting to push her adversary off of her face.

"Mmmmmppffff, get off of me you cow!" Belle said, jokingly. "I'm gonna be the one to smother you out, and that's a promise!" Belle sealed the deal with a spank to Hitomi's ass, before licking it.