No it’s over.

Ita kept shifting and pumping her thighs against Ramus moaning loudly as his cock kept bumping up against her pussy. Her movements weren't really practiced and it showed, but it worked as cock in between her thighs began twitching more and more.

"Your so clos-se!" Ita moaned swiveling her hips against his cock and forcing moans from his lips. Ramus tried once more to pry her off but Ita caught his hands with her tail. "Nnngh, no y-you don't... " Ita groaned aloud as her thighs quivered and her juices coated his cock making it slip between even easier.

Ramus felt his ball tighten up as his cock throbbed, he was going to cum and and he couldn't stop it. He humped his thighs upward to hopefully buck her off but that only sped up his defeat.

"Ahh!" And with a yell he came, splattering his cum onto her thighs and bits of her stomach. He pumped his hips on instinct, causing Ita to let out her own moan as she came from the feeling of his cock rubbing against her pussy.

"Y-yes!" She moaned bucking her hips as she came shooting her love juice over his prick, leaving the area between her thighs a mess of both their cum.

The referee stepped forward. "And the winner of the first match is Ita the imp, with a score of 3 - 0!"