No, but you hold out

Canary's legs are locked around your midsection like a vise. After a few seconds of fruitless struggling, you decide that you aren't going to lever them apart with one hand in a position with no leverage. Her hand is making is harder to think tactically by the second. You make a grab for the hand stimulating your penis and secure her wrist. You might not be strong enough to escape her hold, but you can certainly pry her hand off your cock. Feeling you push her hand away, she hastily attempts to roll you both forward more, putting her in a more dominate position and allowing her to bring her other hand into play. You anticipate the move and roll with her as best you can. This pushes your two bodies in a different direction than she was intending. She unlocks her legs and plants them on the ground, to keep herself from toppling forward onto the mat.

However, this movement frees your legs and you waste no time in using them to topple her. Before she can recover you grab one of her thighs and you roll your body forward onto one knee between her legs. She thrashes wildly, but on her side, with one leg held in the air and the other pinned under your body this doesn't accomplish much.

You quickly put your dominate position to use and rub your free hand on the lips of her sex. "No I think it's still your turn," you say as you feel her getting wet. Your fingers trace her lips and occasionally dip between them. She's still struggling against you, but you can feel her putting less and less effort into it each time. Your searching fingers locate her clit again and you tease it mercilessly. "You... ah! Wonderful- oh, evil man," she manages to gasp out in-between moans. You rub her pussy faster and faster. She's still thrashing, but instead of doing it to break free, it appears to have becomes an involuntary motion. Each time your fingers hit a particularly sensitive spot she spasms in bliss.

Canary moans in disappointment at the loss of contact and you pull your fingers away from her drooling snatch. However you are only shifting position. Letting her leg fall some you lower her back to the mats and move your head between her thighs. With no preamble you dive in, collecting her juices with your limber tongue. "Oh... oh... ah!" She moans outrageously, practically dancing on your tongue. "Com- Coming, coming, Ahh!" She bucks into your tongue and her muscles spasm, pushing her body tight for a few seconds.

Her orgasm finished she collapses to the mat, collapsing like a puppet with it's strings cut. Her long blond hair is soaked through with sweat and plastered to her forehead. The second orgasm appearing to have really wiped her out.