Thrilled that I have you by the lips, I hug that long leg, your heel waving in the air, as I maul your stretching labia and show off my prey. I notice how long your leg is, and think that when I am finishing her, I’ll have to put some marks on it! I look out at the crowd and soak up their smile and cheers, as I listen to you curse me and feel you strain.
Your leg stiffens and starts to push forward, and I hug it harder, lessening my pinch on your left lip, as I hear you insult my precious pussy. Leaning into your left leg, I am surprised when the right one swings across my back and starts to shove. “No you don’t, you are staying down” but as I start to teeter forward, I have to release your labia and try to brace myself up. Your long legs lock, and it is all I can do to stay over you, my hands now braced on the floor, as the onlookers hush and watch the struggle. My lower lip sticks out, am intent on staying on you, when I feel your hands pressing on my white bottom .
"Eeeek, get away from my ass!' My cheeks splaying as you push, I feel myself ever so slowly going forward, my hands desperately re brace on the floor, as my breasts dangle, then the tips touch. Oh no, am going over, I have to get away.
While trying to slow your efforts, I start to thrash side to side, hoping to roll away, as I urgently fight for freedom from those damned legs. My breasts start to mushroom on the floor, as your hands dig into my butt. My face is worried, my earlier smile vanished. A murmur goes thru the crowd, is the tide changing again?