Missy has the moves... has she got the strength?

Tess' fingers worked fast. Missy knew she had to do something before Tess brought her off. Even if she didn't just lose from being **** to orgasm, it would take enough out of her that she wouldn't have the energy to fight back.

The only thing she had going for her was that Tess was used to her strength alone being enough to win matches.

Missy caught Tess' fingering hand between her legs and squeezed them together, trying to keep it trapped. She rolled sideways and pulled Tess' arm out to the side before the muscle girl knew what was happening.

"Fighting back?" Tess purred. "Delicious... sweets are much finer with a bit of spice."