Sylvie L./Diana A. - Wind Down

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Sylvie grinned as Diana spoke these words, getting a firm around her companion, pulling her in tighter than she'd anticipated it going perhaps.

"Well, seems like we're both a little trapped here. Wonder where that leaves us now?"

[Devilish53]

Diana bit her lip as the white haired vixen bared down. Fighting in her mind was completely off the table, but there was little issue to her in getting firm to the point of perhaps causing a little ache. That became apparent, as her arms squeezed as she thrust out her chest; giving Sylvie something firm to be pulled against, as Diana tried to take control in this hold.

"Ohhh...I think it's just you trapped, not me..."

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Oh I...I... mmmmm...." Sylvie's reply was quickly smothered by Diana's lips as she reared up, thrusting out her mighty orbs to meet the pair that were descending rapidly on hers.
As their sweaty rolling cleavages mated the women went into a torrid clinch in front of the smoldering fire. Although they weren't exactly in all-out wrestling mode by this point, there was still plenty of rivalry and competition on show as they began to struggle simultaneously to get into the more dominant position.

[Devilish53]

Diana didn't mind if she lost the dominant position if she was being honest, so long as her slowly exhausting hold continued, pulling Sylvie warmly against her almost as if the two were desperate for warmth in the middle of the Arctic. That being said she certainly didn't make it easy for the white haired beauty to wiggle, as she tried to nudge her hips and legs in the opposite of every direction Sylvie was trying to go. And not without a few cute more pecks, of course.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

As the long, grinding hold continued Sylvie found herself alternately relaxing and tensing her muscles, almost as if she was trying to pump herself up and down the length of Diana's luscious body. Every so often the white haired woman would increase the pressure and hold it for as long as possible, enjoying the exquisite tension in their quivering breasts and ridged opposing abdominals. In these hot intimate moments their hips would also seem to mould together until both women began to gasp and pant until they released and started again all over.

[Devilish53]

Every moment Sylvie gave a squeeze back of her own, Diana found herself making quite the lustful sounds. Trying to hold said noises in simply to appear the more refined and controlled of the two, a precise grind and squeeze by the white haired beauty made Diana nearly fill the room, as her body near sagged after that lovely grind into her.

"Ohhh..." Humming into Sylvie's cheek, as she rested head against head, whilst slowly trying to reaffirm herself back against this sexy foe.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Sylvie felt Diana's responses grow stronger and firmer as the dark-haired vixen reaffirmed herself in the sensual struggle between them. She gasped and felt herself sway deliciously before having to throw one hand down behind, fingers clutching the rug to steady herself as the moment took her.
"Ooohhhh...ummmmm" It felt like something would have to give... and soon. As the rhythm between them built in tempo and intensity the white haired beauty found herself slowly sinking backwards on to the floor, either unwilling or unable, subconsciously, to do much to prevent it.

[Devilish53]

Diana obtained the top spot, but not intentionally. Still it would not be put to waste, as her body ground down more fiercely; almost feeding off the lust Sylvie had humped into her with her own firm motions. Diana was hungry it seemed, and given there was a bounty right before her, she wasn't going to slow down until it was all hers.

"Mine..." She'd whisper, before leaning in, grazing cheek on cheek momentarily, before turning her head. Her teeth leading the charge only by a little, as Diana bit down on Sylvie's flesh with no force at all before suckling. For everything that was going to go down to night, it seemed the Italian was determined to atleast leave one mark on the white haired woman's body.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Sylvie whimpered slightly before resuming her delicate panting as the hot Italian babe suckled on her exposed flesh, pressing down on her writhing body with increasing firmness and decision. The Frenchwoman's eyes were beginning to glaze over, and her feverish responses were becoming more instinctive and automatic as Diana continued humping her with sensual abandon.

[Devilish53]

Diana kept whispering that same word over and over again, almost as if claiming ownership of the woman whose neck she had turned crimson. She had not slacked downstairs of course; her thrusting only increasing, as Diana's firm, excited bust rolled up and down Sylvie's until the white haired figure was as stiff as could be.

Only then would she finally peel off, sitting atop the waistline of Sylvie whilst brushing her hair back, in what she hoped would be quite the sight.

"So...how would you rate your hostess for the evening?"