You...don't...

The ref blew the whistle to get things started again, but you were too wound up to pay attention to the restart.

That made it incredibly easy for Sasha, who tackled you down to the ground, making sure to grab your arms and pin them to either side. With how weak you currently were, she could easily spread your legs wide open and begin eating away at your pussy.

After only three or four licks, you were already moaning hard. It only took a few more for the dam to break, your climax coating Sasha and accompanied by a squeal that if it was any higher pitched would only be audible to dogs.

Sasha didn’t stop, however, equal parts eager to taste your juices and build you right back up again for number two, and her victory. With her talented tongue moving as fast as it could go, it was definitely starting to work too.

“N-no, S-Sasha, p-please...” you begin to plead with her, while she continues to make all manner of motions with her mouth.

“Yes, rookie, yes!” she takes a moment to enthusiastically reply before licking in between words. “I *lick* want you *lick* to scream *lick* my name *lick* for this one *lick*, ya hear?” she said, before returning back to full speed.

You frantically move about, trying to free yourself, but it might be too little, too late...