Rounds...what rounds?

"Oh I'm going to rock your world babe," Etna said with a Cheshire grin, her finger stroking along my chest before sliding down, gliding along my shaft and gradually returning it to its full strength. As this went on Flonne simply watched, that unnerving smile of hers unwavering as Etna 'prepped' me for her turn...maybe I should call the company and ask if they sent me the wrong fucking angel. It was around the time that Etna was going to start riding me that Flonne stepped in, her dual stop signs once again making an appearance as she said, "Stop!"

To say I was mad was an understatement, "What the hell?!" Etna even glared at Flonne, her tail snapping around the air with vicious annoyance as she growled, "This had better be good..." Flonne smiled, "Well, since Laharla only opted for oral love during the preliminary round then it only makes sense and is fair that Etna do the same." I blinked...round? What was this about rounds? As if reading my mind Etna's eyebrow quirked, "What do you mean round? I thought this was just one chance to prove I'm the better woman."

Flonne shook her head as she casually explained, "The contest is split into two rounds, first is warm up, then the true power of love!" I paled at the implication...I really hoped that Etna would try to find a way around this but giving one look into Etna's eyes and I knew it was far too much to hope for. Etna grinned that fiendish way she usually did and turned back to me, leaning in close and purring softly, "I think that sounds like a wonderful idea..." Etna slowly slid down my body, coming to rest between my legs as my newly awoke staff gently probed against her lips, "it gives me two opportunities to prove I'm better."

Without warning Etna started on me, her lips slowly, teasingly wrapping around my tip, her tongue swirling around the bulbous head as she slowly descended, her tail twitching with pleasure as she reached a hand down, preparing to play with her now sopping wet pussy. Sure enough Flonne waved a flag, somehow finding a whistle and blowing that too, "Penalty!" Etna was jolted out of the mood, tearing herself away from my cock with a glare, "What?!" Flonne pointed to Etna's hand, still squirming its way between her thighs, "You were about to start playing with yourself which is in direct violation of showing your love for John! Seven penalty points!"

I'm sure I could hear Etna seethe but she shook it off remarkably well, her lips returning to me and resuming her slow and teasing blow job. As she slowly suckled on my manhood one of her free hands played with my balls, teasing them as she gently rolled them along in her palm. With time Etna's sucking became faster, while Laharla's actions were based on frantic need and intense pleasure Etna was much more cool and composed, very careful about what her touch did to me, how it made my cock jump in her mouth.

In no time I groaned with my impending explosion, my voice coming out as a hoarse groan, "Etna...I'm gonna." Etna grinned, suddenly pulling me from her mouth and jerking me with speed and dexterity until I couldn't handle it anymore. With a loud moan I exploded in Etna's hand, my seed spraying from my tip and covering Etna with an impressive load of my creamy cum. "Penalty!" Flonne's voice rose over everything, her referee dress accentuating her bizarre hand movements. Etna was instantly enraged, turning to Flonne with a snarl, "What is it about this time!" "You allowed his love to be wasted instead of accepting it," Flonne said, pointing to the cum that now covered Etna's body, "Four penalty points!"

I could see Etna was on the verge of strangling Flonne but she was stopped as Flonne spoke, "Preliminary round is done! We will have a break so John can rest and then we will begin round two in the battle for love!" Etna grumbled but snorted, leaving the room as Flonne approached me, a bright grin on her face as started to talk to me...