Robert goes for a counter

"Fuck!"

Robert realizes that he need to get out of Larkins hold or he will lose in no time.

Her boobs rub and massage all over his dick until his tip gets slided over her tongue and almost dips into her waiting mouth.

This unusual combination does quite the work on his dick.

Maybe he can tip her of like she tipped him of earlyer with a sudden thrust of sorts.......

"get off me....mmhh"

He tries tu pull his lower body away from her but instanly got squeezed tight with her legs....legs....he thinks "if i can´t get away maybe the other way".

Robert musters all of his strength and pushes his hips upwards with his legs, attempting a suprise deepthroat to interrupt Larkin in her ****.

Larkin makes a noise that sounds like a muffled chuckle before grabbing Roberts butt and pulling him even more into the deepthroat.

She boobs her head up and down while giving him a hell of a deepthroat her tongue still reaching out and licking his balls.

"What the....ahh...you are a crazy bitch...ahhhh.

Robert panics as Larkin pushes a finger into his ass, pushing him over the edge.

He moans as his legs start to spasm.

Larkin pulls his dick into her throat until her nose touches his belly, pushing her finger completly into his ass in the process.

Right in that moment, Robert starts cumming into Larkins throat.

After around a minute, Larkin slowly releases Roberts dick from her gullet, making sure to overstimulate his sore dick as much as possible before letting him sink to the ground after beeing done with him.

"Thanks for the snack loser. If it helps you, you never stood a chance against me."

She puts a foot onto his face and remarks. "But it was a good warmup for real opponents. I think you earned your punishent, have fun i guess."

Robert stutters in confusion.

"Pu..punishment? What punishment?"

After a short while Larkin says laughing: "The punishment for losers. Haven´t you read the contract? The losers are getting declared as free meat for the remainder of the tournament"

"free meat?" Robert asks in disbelief.

"There is a beautiful word for it....i think it´s german or so. Fickfleisch. You are now a degraded to a fucktoy for everyone around you until the tournament ends. Which means, the first loser of the whole tournament has to serve the longest time hahah. Bye Bye"

Larkins turns around and leaves the arena.

Winner: Larkin Love