No. Pull them apart.

I reach back to pull Gemma's legs apart. She responds by pulling my head back down to her stomach. I put both hands behind my back and start separating her ankles. This is working, but she has a trick up her sleeve that I didn't expect. Once her ankles are almost apart, Gemma swings her legs up and wraps them around my head. She gets me in a head scissor pulling my face close to her crotch.

"Oh snap! I got you good! I know you weren't expecting that!"

"Ugh. Yes you did. I see you have some tricks up your sleeve. I better be careful".

"Too late for that. I already have you right where I want you!"

Gemma squeezes her legs tighter because she is so excited about getting me in a hold herself. I am far from in danger, but don't want to ruin her good mood so I stay between her legs for a few minutes. I weakly pull at her legs making sure to use enough to make her work for it, but not enough to break free. I stop struggling and rest my hands on her legs and breathe deeply while trying to get back some energy. I look up and see her cute smile at how well this is going. I groan and think about what to do next.