Food For Immortals (Ionia and Lacramioara Albescu vs Ishigami Yuto)

[DSX93]

And you'd best believe that they noticed it.

Lacramioara giggled at the sight of him, leaning forward to allow him another fine view down her dress. "He's fully ours now, my Queen."

"He was ours from the very beginning. A bit of a shame, however: Perhaps I should have wrestled him more at the start. I believe all the fight he had in him ended up in our hands. And your panties."

"Forgive me, my Queen, but I don't regret that one bit. And I don't think Ishigami minds, either." Her red eyes shifted from her wife to their opponent. "Do you?"

Regardless of how he answered, it was about time to enter the next phase. It was a simple process with their pleasure: Give, take. Give, take. Ionia wasn't about to break the routine to allow him to be on the receiving end two times in a row. She'd been waiting patiently for her turn, and now that he was standing at attention once more, it was her time.

And so the footjob came to an abrupt end. She scooted back to release him from the hold and rose to her feet, maintaining a handful of his light brown locks, but only until she was standing. "Come along, Ishigami." She started towards a corner...then stood just to the side, gesturing towards it with an expectant look.

[Lico]

He shook his head timidly at Lacramioara's question, agreeing with her. Perhaps Ionia was right. He was theirs from the beginning even if he hadn't realized it. He didn't mind the outcome of this encounter regardless how it went for sure.

A little groan escaped his lips as Ionia stopped stroking his twitching rod, but he's aware that he had no say in the matter. He was theirs after all, for them to use and toy around as they pleased.

Yuto shifted himself onto his hands and knees as Ionia began to move. Whether it's fatigue or something else, the boy followed her to the corner on all four, like a puppy answering his owner's call.

"N-nnh..."

[DSX93]

"Good boy." Ionia was pleased to turn around and see that he was already following her without needing to be told. In her book, that called for a reward. And while she hadn't competed in Hentai matches in years, she's been keeping up with the goings-on in various promotions. Lucha Libre Erotica, Sexual Wrestling Alliance, North San Francisco Wrestling, and of course, her old stomping grounds in the Erotic Combat Club. So she had a few ideas.

And one that he really ought to like.

She stood over him, legs spread to place her feet at either side of his legs. Back turned, ass level with his face. Her leotard would be slipped to the side, exposing a wet, well-trimmed pussy to the world. A juicy sight that had Lacramioara licking her lips. The two maintained that mutually core deep eye contact that only lovers could hold, the kind that contained entire conversations.

With pale hands gripping the ropes to either side of her, and long, leather-clad legs moved just behind the bottom ropes, Ionia

into the corner, past the point of a stinkface to make as much of a seat of Ishigami's face as she could. Far enough to place her womanhood within his reach.

And then she'd say one single word: "Lick."

[Lico]

Ionia's praise made Yuto blush and twitch down there, and he seated himself on the corner. He gazed at the taller woman with anticipation as she positioned herself in front of him, feeling another twitch as Ionia slid her leotard aside to expose her womanhood. A shivering wave washed over him as she sat on his face, prompting another reaction from his member, and her command was quickly followed with the lapping of his tongue, just like an eager puppy jumping on his treat.

"Mmmhhh... mmmhhh...!"

He started mildly, not too slow since he felt like Ionia would prefer that more given that she hadn't been given as much attention as Lacramioara. Gradually he'd pick up his pace, before altering between the slower and faster ones. Meanwhile his shaft had been throbbing almost non stop, and one could only wonder whether he'd make a mess of himself just like when he did with Gloria from a similar situation.