She doesn't stop!

The moment you start cumming, you find your legs lifted up into the air before being pinned behind your head. “D-Daphneeee~!!” you yelp out through your orgasm as you find yourself in this new position.

“What~? You came here tonight expecting to take part in some lesbian wrestling, right~? I’m just giving you a little taste of what you want~! After all, I was a champion down the street... Now...” she stops speaking for a moment while she removes those drenched panties. “Shut up~” she finishes before shoving the soaked underwear in your mouth, and hungrily starts licking away at that still dripping pussy.

“MMMmmmph~!!” you loudly moan into your own panties, getting a large taste of... you when you do so. Not that you’d ever admit it, but yeah, Daphne was right, the possibility of something like this was why you were initially excited for what you thought LWR would be. Which is why, despite cumming so recently, you start to feel yourself getting worked up again. And you weren’t the only one who could tell, apparently.

“Oh, John, you’re a big ol’ slut, aren’t ya?” she teases in between licking. “Just finished one orgasm and I can already feel it pleading for more against my tongue~”. And, of course, her mockery just turns you on all the more. Which she responds to with a laugh before continuing her pleasurable ****.

The only responses you offer are moans and more dripping. Daphne, completely dominant, re-introduces her fingers, and really starts finger-blasting your pussy.

“You know...” she starts to speak in a seductive yet commanding tone, continuing with her fingers as she does so. “When I was down the street... I’d make it my goal to try and fist my opponent during the match... really dominate ‘em. I’ll be gentler with you this time and just make you squirt all over yourself like your not-so-inner slut wants, since it’s been a confusing day for you... but if we were to ever meet over there...” she trails off, and presses all of her fingers against your wanting pussy.

“Oh goddddddd~” you moan out into the panties, Daphne’s fingers – and soon, tongue, again -- as well as her whole current... vibe working wonders. Fuck, don’t think about what would happen if she had a vibe too~!

“Ha, getting close? Goooood~!” she taunts as she pulls her fingers out, using them instead to frantically rub at the top of your pussy, just below your swollen clit.

“Fuck. Fuck fuck fucccck, Daphneeeee~! Please... don’t stopppppp~!” You plead as your panties roll out of your mouth completely, so close to the point of no return.

“There it is~ good slut~! Conceding to your better!” She’s loving this almost as much as you are. “Don’t worry, I won’t stop til you cum... so do it! Cum for me, slut!”

“Yesssssssssshhhhh, Missssssssssss~!!” you cry out in pleasure as you start to cum, her rubbing accomplishing her goal of making you squirt, covering your body, and especially your face, as you do, to a mixture of cheering and laughter from the crowd.

“Haha, yesssss, sluuuuut~!” Daphne delightedly joins in the cheering herself, as she helps you cover yourself in your juices by rubbing even more furiously through the climax.

Your body jerks more and more as it tries to flee this increasingly agonizing bliss, sensitive nerves alternating being between pleasure and pain. Eventually, it accomplishes its goal, freeing itself so your whole body can flop down to the mat, still twitching through the aftermath.

“Ho...ly...shit...” you exhaustedly pant out as your body tries to relax.

“Heh, enjoy that then~?” she teases a little with a smile before leaning down and taking you in a gentle kiss, a sharp contrast to how she was just a few moments prior.

“Y-y-yeah...” you weakly smile up at her, chest rising and lowering as you breathe deeply in and out.

“Goooooood.” She smiles warmly at you before bending down and lifting you into her arms. “Then... I think our work here... is done.” She carries you out, to the hollering and wild applause from the crowd.