Chloe's Conundrum - Clara vs ???

[RiotGrrl]

Clara was trapped, pinned down by the double team pin but it was absolutely delightful. The thick assistant squirmed and moaned, her lips pressed, along with her face, against Simona's wet crotch. She couldnt see or move with any conviction, nor did she want to. Previously, Chloe had gotten her in this exact position, but that was horrible. Rough, angry and humiliating. This however was blissful. The added torment of having her arms and hands held meant that Clara could not grab Simona's peachy bottom and drive her face in deep, but it didnt stop her trying

The assistant would nuzzle all she could, managing to somehow get a sudden feeling of wetness that she couldnt before. Clara had managed to work her tongue past Simona's soaked bottoms and now traced the tip along the aristocrats folds, right up to lightly dance over her centre. Simona seemed in part to enjoy the sensation, although Clara knew she would be punished for daring to pleasure her mistress in such a public place. The assistant felt her face being humped and she couldnt take it. She shuddered at the girls words, her own panties now completely soaked as she was about to explode being taken over the edge by the expert erotic smother

She felt dizzy now from the lack of air and she sheer intoxication of Simona. It didnt take long for Clara to weaken her movements and her lapping got less intense. Simona would have to give the poor girl some air if she wanted to have Clara service her properly.

Marie played her part also, working Clara's massive orbs with her fingers, the warmth of the sisters own crotch sliding along the trapped girls body. The crowd squirmed on their chairs as they were treated to a show of domination. Simona rightfully riding Clara's face into submission, which the girl now gave to her new captors

[RJD]

Simona may have been wet enough to drown the woman underneath with her waterlogged panties, but that was in no manner due to the thick assistant herself, the aristocrat had full total control over her own arousal and had achieved it through dominating Clara, and not at all when the hungry assistant tried to devour her or during any of her multiple smothers.

Clara refused to just lay back and let Simona get to work though, the assistant simply couldn't resist the urge to service such a spectacular woman and competitor and so would understandably nuzzle close to the smaller of the rossette sister's covered sex and drag her tormenting tongue across her folds and apply some critical pressure and wetness upon her covered clit. Unfortunately or perhaps fortunately for Simona her panties had been so soaked through that it was incredibly easily for her opponent's actions to pierce her material, occasionally Simona feeling as if she weren't even wearing anything, although the wetness rubbing into her full crotch and inner thighs would make sure to remind her.

Simona wanted to scold Clara, but as she breathed heavily and her lips trembled at her efforts to hold back moans the blonde aristocrat couldn't say much, and instead would just occasionally buck her hips forward into her opponent's pleasuring features, usually letting out a muffled whine that came from her own attempts to keep her lips sealed. Stubbornly the blonde refused to back down though, she could discipline the assistant later, for now she just needed to display that her will power would win out, and win out it did.

Eventually Clara was left without any opportunity for oxygen as Simona's thighs and crotch sank down fully into her face, the assistant continuing to worship her, but to a much less intense level. Making it possible for the blonde to talk again without worries of moaning uncontrollably, although of course she tried to alleviate the sudden loss of pleasure by grinding her hips more forcefully across Clara's face, keeping her smother incredibly tight so that the assistant could get no air.

" I hope you're not waiting for air. The only thing you'll be getting is a mouthful of my essence, I'm in control here, there is no safe word my dear. " Simona would explain, before then resolving herself to seal her lips again as she focused on trying to fulfil her promise, picking up speed and twisting her hips at just the perfect angle to tease her clit with her opponent's nose, while her plump but still tight sweaty cheeks stuck to her opponent's lips. The blonde aristocrat beginning to moan and then outright cry in ecstasy, Simona not worrying about making any noise now that she was undoubtedly the dominant party. Simona soon reaching her limits and quickly moving so that her clit tightly pressed against her opponent's lips, cleansing the assistant's dirty but powerful lips and tongue with her cum, the woman's panties now mostly just functioning to remind both parties how wet Simona was as they failed to act as a barrier even the slightest.

Meanwhile Marie almost completely forgot that the marvellous body before her belonged to someone, mercilessly squishing and forcefully fondling her opponent's breasts in her hands, as she speedily dragged her hips backwards and forwards against her foe's own. The high class maid letting out tormented purrs as she closed her eyes and leaned forward enough to bury her face in her opponent's warm body just under her breasts.