L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Momo jiggled her sizeable breasts over Heather's face while they were engulfed with the intent to leave her even more dazed, still pinning her down. She grinned and then pulled back, even as Heather continued to struggle, allowing her an eyeful of her and her barely covered chest looming over her as she smiled down at her. "Was that enough, or did you want more?" asked Yamamoto, fluttering her eyelashes as she stared down at her.

The dark-skinned girl's cheeks were red as she sat over her captive opponent. "Because I think you want more... And that you can't get enough," she jested, cheeks becoming even brighter as she leaned down to allow her breasts just low enough to brush across her face.

Heather let out a loud whine and whimper against Momo's chest as she continued to jiggle it in her face, the softness absolutely incredible against her, leaving Heather completely sprawled in wanting as much as she could get from that lovely sensation. She cashed out when she pulled back finally, her mouth hanging open just slightly. "Nguh--h-haah--hueehh--" Heather was just trying her best to catch her bearings, shaking her head just a little--Momo's teasing hammering in her mind.

"I-I..ahm--" She wanted to refuse her words, but she just couldn't, her eyes totally glued up onto Momo's chest as she brushed those breasts across her face. This little..match had turned quite a bit into Heather just steadily more and more falling under her spell, nearly just wanting to give herself as Momo's little pet at this point. "S-shut up.."

Letting out a giggle, Yamamoto looked down at Heather as she showed a little bit of resistance--at least verbally. At this point, Heather had seemingly given up resisting physically. And instead of placing her pillowy breasts onto Heather's face, instead Momo grabbed her and scooped her back as she slid into Sunderland's lap, keeping her face extra close to hers, smiling at her. "You're wearing all these clothes still... and you're still just letting me beat you like this," said Momo, somehow starting to sound more confident with her teasing now as time went on, hands framing Heather's delicate, blushing face.

She then continued to stare at her, wrapping her bare legs around Sunderland's thin waist. Momo would then whisper, almost shyly, not even able to maintain her composure as she spoke, "I think once... I make you quit... I'll do... whatever... I want... to you..." She nearly gagged on the words, staring at Heather uncertainly. And then, almost in an abrupt panic, she attempted to grab Heather behind the head and shove her face back into her breasts, almost entirely to avoid looking at her still, face and chest completely red from having said what she did.

Heather took a couple deep breaths in and out as she remained fully on her back, wriggling around with the things that Momo was saying. It was..flustering her to no end. She almost felt bad in the back of her head for sort of..coercing Momo into acting this way with her..but there was no way she could tell her to stop now. She was nearly addicted to the way the girl was treating her right now, making her bite her lip hard as her hands held her face in place, making her look back at her fully.

"A-aha--hah? Wh--Mmmphm!?" She was stunned at Momo's next words, feeling like they just steadily made her melt more and more into the floor--until her face was pulled right in again, shoved firmly into those soft breasts of hers. She let out loud muffled whimpers against her, her legs sliding around the floor as she pushed at her shoulders, giving that bit of effort in struggling with her.

Momo Yamamoto closed her eyes tight as she held Heather in place between her bust, loving the sensation of Heather struggling against her chest again. Meanwhile, she was trying not to completely lose it at what she said to her. She shuddered before shaking her head, pulling Heather's head back none too gently from her breast prison. The Heart Throb's head raced as she stared at Heather once again, before adopting a more hardened look again. "You're so weak... I can't believe you're just letting me do this to you!" she exclaimed, biting back any uncomfortableness in saying it.

She would shove Heather back somewhat lightly, putting her on her back. "You can't stop me from doing what I want... and maybe when I'm done you'll be begging me to," said Yamamoto, trying to hide herself from wincing at saying that before would then move to turn herself and sit her beautifully toned, but plump ass on Heather's face next!

Heather squirmed just a little more as Momo kept her face hugged in firmly to that sizable chest, her head was spinning as that warmth and softness was overtaking her features, whimpering slightly more at what Momo was saying, feeling like she was falling in a deep addiction for the way she was being treated with each passing second. She had that nagging feeling that it might be maybe making Momo feel uncomfortable..but Heather just..she couldn't resist it.

She gasped for air as she was shoved like that, a long breath coming from her mouth before hearing her next words. "Hueeh--t-that's--Mmgphm!?" Her eyes widened again as she pushed her butt into her face, wedging her nose deep between her cheeks as that lovely sensation overtook her features yet again. Her legs squirmed all over, hips lifting and arching from the floor as she had to hold back from just..worshiping her butt at this point, clenching her fists tightly.

Momo had kept her beautiful behind on Heather's face, gently shaking it as she felt Heather struggle still. Her hands went to her guest's covered waist, holding herself there as Sunderland fought back! Yamamoto bit her lip though, enjoying how it felt to have Heather squirming for release until finally, she sat up a bit, letting Heather breath. Momo had let out a gasp of her own, putting a hand to her chest as she thought on how to continue.

Then, she said, "Maybe... if you kiss my butt then... I will stop." She sucked in a deep breath, face growing yet another shade of red. She was glad that Heather couldn't see her face at this point, as her face was twisting in a mixture of emotions. She would then lower her wonderful rump down until it was within distance that Heather could give it some attention if she'd like.

Heather let out more little whines and whimpers under Momo's butt, feeling it engulf her features in quite the lovely way, pulling Heather further and further into her submissive state beneath her. Her legs writhed all over the place as the girl used her waist to hold her balance, that little shaking wedging her in more while teasingly moving her head around.

Finally, she caught a deep breath as she sat up just a bit, that butt right above her face, her words ringing in her head. She bit her lip hard, clenching her fists tightly--before she just couldn't resist her command. She reluctantly rose her head a little, planting a firm kiss on her butt, humming against it.

Momo's eyes were closed as she hovered her wonderful behind just above Heather's face. And then, she felt it kissed and her eyes shot open and she let out a gasp, as Heather had kissed it more forcefully than she had imagined. Stunned, Yamamoto went silent for a brief few moments, her face about as red as it could possibly get. Her chest began to swell with color as well as she let out a slight whimper. "O-okay...!" squeaked out Momo, trying to get out the words. "I guess... I can stop... putting my butt in your face then...! B-but... it's... um... really p-p-p-pathetic you just... did that thing!"

It felt like there was a brick in Momo Yamamoto's throat as she turned on Heather's front again. "But... I'll need to keep sm-smothering you with my... breasts still. And... and that will be pretty humiliating for you too! Unless you're willing t-to do... what I ask again!" Momo's expression twisted from confidence, to uncomfortableness, to eagerness, to being horrified, rotating all at once on her adorable face. But she would get on all fours nonetheless and then lower her ample chest right into Heather's face all over again, but this time allowing enough space for her to object if she wanted!

Heather whimpered out just a little as she heard Momo's words, her chest rising and falling as her eyes were just--glued to that lovely butt of hers, head spinning like crazy as she clenched her fists tightly. She was just..trying to regain herself a little..but she knew full well that a major part of her wanted Momo to make her completely hers. This girl that wasn't used to this sort of position clearly..doing this sort of thing for her..she really was being lured more and more into her allure.

"Haaah..I..y-your chest.." She bit her lip hard, watching her turn around like that, her breasts right above her face as she was on all fours. Heather couldn't help it--she looked up into Momo's eyes over her chest, her head spinning, finally pushing out the words to tell her how she actually felt about all this. "J-just--haah--do what you want..I-I want to be totally yours..I-I can't take holding back from it anymore..nnghu..y-your dominance is just.."

She was trying to find the words to say, biting her lip hard as she looked up at her. "I..want..you to...force me into your curves as much as possible..S-sorry if I'm..weirding you out or anything! I-I uh...l..like you and this..quite a bit."