No, I must not lose to a rookie! I have been through countless sparrings and battles with Merry and Nyssa. Their big sister must bend over for me as well!
With that determination, my retaliation started. Despite how pleasurable the ordeal was, I felt a little bit upset about losing. It would be understandable to lose to Opal in a clash of fists, but not in a clash of love.
For such occasions, I still have my greatest technique, the one move that made the younger fairies submit. You may call it Golden Hand.
*Slap!*
A loud spank to the bouncy ass riding on top of me sent its owner into a daze. Satisfied by the result, I pushed the enemy out of my mouth, resulting in a line of saliva dripping from her mouth to mine while also leaving a stain on the corner of my lips. Her lips, tongue, and drool all tasted delicious.
