ViVi, as she was, admired the trembling mess this boy was becoming. It was entertaining, cute, and very degrading. He didn't even try to beg to be freed from those beautiful princess legs; rather, ViVi would say he was shameless, enjoying her rough love. He didn't try to answer the lady's question with any verbal articulation either. Instead, Clyde did it with actions, just as ViVi likes it:
She stifled a laugh inside her mouth as the male wrestler began to roll his eyes and tremble at the imminent loss of his lucidity. That proved that the pinkette succubus's grip was just right to knock him out. Excitingly.
As always, cute boys are much more open with their lust when you sit on them or put your legs over each of their shoulders. Devilish princesses like ViVi only have to caress a little here and there when they are already on top, unchallenged, while they just go with the flow. Enchanted by the freedom that women like them give. Even if it's just a cruel deception. But they make her feel so powerful... They are so easy that it ends up being fun to bend them over... And no one can judge her for playing rough with them.
Just as Clyde was about to reach the point of no return, the pinkette gently tilted her hips to the left, appreciating his profile, and on impulse turned to the right, throwing herself onto the canvas! Landing on the tips of her toes and palms, she left him there, shaken, coughing, and gasping for the oxygen he had lost, among other things, due to her wicked touch.
Not because she was being kind, ViVi S. Valentine was going to be so considerate as to give him a quick escape from this purgatory. This show does not end in four minutes!
The pink lioness crawled over to her gazelle to grab her by the hair and lift her off the canvas.
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Get on your knees for me, Lord.” ViVi instructed, trying to position him firmly as she stood behind Clyde's back. If she succeeded, she would massage his shoulders as a reward. "
Now, stay still and receive me,” she said, leaning over his head. She would kiss him on the forehead. "
Please, Cutie” ViVi cooed. Then she laughed capriciously while running toward the ropes behind Clyde, bounced off them, and ran past him to reach the other ropes. She gained momentum on them too, stretching them to their maximum before lunging toward him in a new dash!
The pinkette would jump, spreading her legs. She would bring her knees forward while pushing her pelvis forward, hoping to land on the boy's face and knock him down onto the canvas! Putting him down with a Running Meteora! If she succeeded, she would sit on the little lion's face, rubbing her butt on his nose and mouth.