LWL - Lingerie Wrestling League

20:05 SpandexLex: MY fighting career so far hasn't been the glofific rise to the top I hoped it would be. I mean, for sure, totes I get the odd Pro style under card match on a single contract basis. But I've also had to take on some of those grotty underground matches which hurt like hell. At least they boost my profile a bit, least the ones I can share on my socials and they pay enough to keep my creepy landlord at bay... mostly. So when I was offered a spot in the LWL, among fighters more like me, part competitors and part models I was thrilled. And from Paris! Someone I follow on the socials and try to compete with. Her fight with that icky brute Nora the Whora got way more traction than mine though. So when I heard about this draw.. O. M. G.

20:12 SpandexLex: Finally the night of the fight comes around and I can hear the buzz in the arena even from my changing room, where I'm putting the finishing touches on my outfit for this even. Gloved fingers tug on the hem of my stocking then let it *Snap* gently against my thigh. Sometimes the classics are the best and I'm sure that black lace framing my pale skin will help me outshine little miss plastic tits out there. Lastly I sit down in front of the mirror to do my makeup. Red lippy would be bold but I change my mind at the last moment and go for a more natural cheery shade with a layer of gloss on top. A little blush to bring out my cutesies cheeks and of course some mascara to contrast my porcelain, doll like foundation. I feather a darker shade in the valley of my breasts to help make my cleavage pop and thats when I hear the knock on the door. It's time!

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20:21 SpandexLex: My music blurs out into the arena as all the lights turn off for one second, two... then on the third a spotlight drapes out in front of the curtain on a silhouette figure, moving... No gyrating in all slow sways of hips and languid stretches, hands running up my sides and flicking through my lustrous red hair! As the lights come back on and the crowd cheer, I start to sashay down the ring. "Ladies and (lets be honest, mostly) Gentlemen. Introducing First, All the way from Colorado, weighting in at 120 pounds.. LWL is proud to give you.. SPANNNNDEEEEX LEEEXXX!" As I step up the stairs and onto the apron, it's clear that for once there isn't a spring of spandex on my body. Just Black lace, nylon and satin, all carried on killer heels. I parade myself along the apron, occasionally posing for flash photographs til the last pose, legs stranging the middle rope, bent over oh so invitingly. Then then I'm inside the ring, strutting around like I owned it

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20:24 SpandexLex: I mimic the same little dance the intro started with only now as my hands rise up my sides the pull on my sheer top and leave me in bra and panties as the music fades and I go to my corner

20:31 Paris: Well, naturally, if this was going to be our first show with a live audience, I was gonna be on it! Myself and my "worstie" Andie found some wealthy investors and used some crowdfunding from our onlyfans to start this website up. So it was only appropriate that I was on it. It's kinda a burlesque show vibe with lots of satin around the place, behind the 100 or show lucky fans that got tickets. The ring itself red and black, the websites logo colors. I'm really happy with how things turned out, but eventually I have to turn my attention to my opponent, Lexi. She's making her debut (then again, we all are really) and coming from another fed where she got wrecked a lot, LWL promises to be a place where she can be more competitive, and Im sure she'll want to make am impression on the fans while taking out a lot of pent up feelings on me.

20:36 Paris: I, on the other hand, an equally as motivated. I need a bounce back win from my title match loss to Angie, which ughhh she did NOT let me live down. So we both have reasons to fuck each other up tonight. I beat this redhead blow up doll, and beat the winner of the other match and...I get another shot at that ho! Wanting to look my best, I get my hair done in a middle part, straight but curled towards the ends. Pink lipstick to go with my light blue attire: a semi sheer push up and matching thong, with thigh highs, and I'll wear my white heels out there. I nap the stay up stocking in place and head to the entrance after hearing whatever sucky song you decided to use playing...

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20:44 Paris: My way better song drops and I slip between the curtains and kiss my two fingers before holding them up in a V and putting my other hand on my hip. "and her opponent, at 5'5 and 115, from Los Angeles, Paris!" With a bounce in my step and slap some high 5's from the fans reaching in and carefully shimmy up the steps in my heels. I slip on leg in and bend over, dipping between the rope and pausing, of course, for a shot of my butt. I straighten up and go in and right away, look at you, and make a face, like "ew". With a swoosh of my hair I turn, go to a corner opposite you slipt my shoes off while I see a camera there, turn, and place my arms along the top rope

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20:48 SpandexLex: While your music plays out and you have your moment the spotlight, I take a breath and start to go through my stretching routine, touching my toes, folding my legs up so I can grab one the glossy black pumps I'm wearing and work to loosen up my hamstrings. I stretch my arms up behind my head and work my torso and abs with the gentle side to side motion. I'm not trying to steal your show, not yet. Just to get ready. But when you enter the ring, and the lights are on us both, well then I pull out the stops. At first I high kick and rest my heel on the top rope. Then I hop skip up so I can lay across nexus of the ropes, head in my hand as I oh so casually finger waggle wave as you bounce to your corner. "You're taste in tunes sucks babe... Bout what I'd expect from a base bish like you".

20:51 SpandexLex: "THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A DQ MATCH AND IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!" THe accouner explains to the crowd, all while camera men zoom in on us. "AND IT FOR A PLACE IN THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER MATCH FOR THE LWL TITLE!". By now I've returned to my feet and started talking off my shoes only, where you kick yours out of the ring, I throw mine! One after another they hurtle across the ring toward you, dangerous heels swiping through the air! I'm trying to distract you from the way I charge forward, body shaking with each step while I close in and launch myself into the air toward you, trying to body splash you into your own corner!

21:01 Paris: Leaning out of my corner, I make an L with my fingers and put it on my head when I see you posing in the corner like some type of cover model. Which you could be, but not at my expense! The taunts continue from across the ring, watching you slide down and then, what looks like a common stretching routine turns into a dangerous projectile I have to dodge, once you take your shoes off and...throw them at me?! WTF! The first one misses and I watch it go by. The next I put my hands out and cover up some, swatting it away. Which works to your advantage. Seems you because familiar with our style quickly as theres really no bell, we just kinda start, and here you as racing across the smaller ring we have, and before I can react...

21:03 Paris: WHAM! totally not expecting your barely covered body to be thrown at me at full velocity, my own is pounded into the corner by the impact, specifically: your tits in my face, tummy into my own chest, and legs into my mid section. A big rush of air comes out of me and I instantly drop to my ass in the corner, stunned, gasping, and the fans LOVING the hot start!

21:11 SpandexLex: The impact knocks a little air of me too, but not nearly as much as it does you. For a second your cant breast as plush flesh mushrooms all around your face, so soft and giving and contrasting to the rough tickle of black lace that almost gives up and lets my enhanced D-cup almost bounce out... ALmost. Its how my knees hit your abs that really winds you while I bounce back of your chest, puffy cheeks huffing in a little air while take in the sight of you dropping down. There's only only one thing to do right now.. It's risky but if it works...? So I turn, throwing my hips out to one side and showing off just how my panties cut across half of each cheek in a seductive half crescent. Those cheeks shake just a little as I start to pump a gloved hand in the air and bounce on the balls of my feet, building up the anticipation in the crowd and on the live stream before I skip forward and turn. I'm building up a head of stream as I start charging at you again. Throwing myself at you again

21:12 SpandexLex: only this time, I part my legs til one suspender tightens, strains, gives up and snaps away from my stocking top as I try to land my hips across your body and start bouncing on you in a Bronco Buster!

21:19 Paris: I was as much caught by surprise by that as I am now out of breath by the sudden, and full impact of that slam. Once you separate, I slide right down with my legs out. I may be slowed, but the fans are fast to pick up on the classic way the cornered girl ends up getting it: either ass or kitty in her face. and once you turn, it's pretty clear it's gonna be bronco buster time! My body shakes from the impact again of you landing on me, but this time in an oddly seated position over my chest, rocking my entire body while you bounce and my head slips further between your thighs until I feel the smooth skin above your stockings on my cheeks! I repeatedly grunt as the fans count in time with your gyrations!

21:29 SpandexLex: At first the crowd are cheering to the sight of my my ass and your breasts mashing, the full, heavy impacts sending both into wave after wave of jiggling flesh! Soon I'm building up a little film of glistening sweat as I keep on going - THUNKA THUNKA THUNKA against you, for sure following up on the winding body splash but it's starting to look and feel like something else entirely. My thighs clamp around your face, taut flesh, lace and muscle grinding as I shift position just enough to grab the top rope with one hand, and the back of your stylised hair with another. You'll feel me tug back, arching you over the bottom turnbuckle til I still bounce on your tits even as I rock my hips across your face, grinding the satin smooth gusset on my panties over your chin and mouth til you can feel the lips underneath crush and mash up. By now we're only on "FIVE". I slam into you again and let out a soft "ugh". That's six... Seven is more aggressive, more insistent, you're engulfed in that Luxurious fabric and all it hints not so subtly at underneath. "Unggg.. I knew you were as eas-Zeee as they Say... Par-Ris". By the time nine comes you smell the mix of sweat and something else drowning out my perfume and body lotions, overwhelming yours senses.. "UnnGHHH.. UNnnGGH!" "NINE!". Now theres a feel of moisture on your lips, your cheeks.. All across your face. "TEN!!!". I rise, legs shaking just a little and grab both handed for your hair, trying to pull you over and use your hair like a leash to parade you around the ring, blowing kisses to the fans the whole time...

21:47 Paris: This move isn't super damaging, but it will shake you up and does to me, my legs kicking back and forth with each thrust of your hips until I'm fully taking the front of your panties in my face "mmmff!" While it might bot be too damaging physically, it's all about innuendo and the fans roar their approval at the embarrassing situation you have me in. Then you go from embarrassment to full on humiliation when you grab my hair! I wince but I'm too out of sorts right now resist, much less counter. I fold over and scramble to all fours to try and keep up while you doggie walk me around, a move designed for nothing but to make you look sexy and dominant while breaking my mind and spirit, and believe me, it's working on all accounts, as evidenced by the shade of pink my face is turning "ughhh you fucking bitch!" I mutter out mid lap.

21:54 SpandexLex: There are cameras all over the place for the live streams, some zooming in on me while I thrive in all my glamourous dominance. Some of your own staff focusing on you ass in the air as your paraded around, or your flushed face all sweaty... Is that sweat gleaming off cheeks. Yet its probably flashes of the camera's taking still for our instagram that you notice most, and there are alot. It almost makes a strobe light effect which makes this parade seem to happen in slow motion. Or at least it probably feels that way to you. I almost don't hear you over the crowd. THeres only a hundred but in this small hall they make some noise. THe word 'bitch' rings out in my ears though and that is enough for me to turn about heel and lean down. As I yank on your hair the first thing you see is my cleavage hanging so heavy, swelling with each excited breath I take in. Then my face, all glammed up and smirking down at you as I start to stroke your face. Silken opera gloves soak up some of the moisture on your face. It's almost pleasant to feel them against your skin. Right now, I'm not trying to hurt you physically. That will come again if I have my way but right now.. "Bitch? Coming from the dog being leashed around on all fours". I draw my hand back from your face as I spread my legs out, trying to make me look powerful and sexy while making you look so weak and stupid. That's why I'm swaying my index finger side to side in front of you like one might with a petulant schoolgirl. "Bad Puppy!". With that, I lash out with the same hand, slapping you across the cheek!

22:00 SpandexLex: Just before before I swing out at you, you notice one of your camera men from your view between my parted legs. If it lands, that image will go out to all our fans!

22:09 Paris: I have my eyes mostly shut while you parade me around on my hands and knees, my head forced up by my hair, back curves and ass up, and super not wanting to see any cameras, video or otherwise, right now! After a surprise start, you've been all over me working me physically, mentally, and emotionally. But when you pause, turn and let me having it verbally, I glare up at you, breathing hard. I just grown when you use my choice of words against me, and then condescendingly wag your finger in my face. I do however, have the benefit of seeing the slap coming this time, and at the last second, I swing my arm up to block it, hopefully deflecting your hand and saving a stinging blow so I can reach up and grab your vibrant red hair with both of mine and pull myself up and just as much, bend you over!

22:18 SpandexLex: Apart from the two minute clip of your whole beach battle with Nora, I've never seen you in action. So I'm not expecting any reaction when I try to sting a little more humiliation across that, gotta admit, beautiful face of yours. That was my first mistake. My second was not expecting you to counter in the way you did. I try to close up my legs, pressing my bare tights so tight together to avoid the low block so many I've fought would have went for. All I do I turn my rear into a lush little heart shape and bunch my panties up a little as you grab for the low hanging fruit, the red tresses cascading from my head. "AaaahHH!" I hiss as pain burns across my scalp and makes my eyes widen and my lips part and twist. THrough instinct, I grab for your hair as you pull me down and rise up onto your feet and soon we're pressed brow to brow.

22:21 SpandexLex: Like a pair of competing dear we're bent over in our sexy little outfits, giving the camera's and the fans an eye full of shapely asses, toned bodies and hanging breasts. "Ughhh you sneaky little skank!.. I'll show you!". Now you've turned the contest into a girlie catfight, I use both hands. You feel me try shake to pulling on your hair, trying to drag your head one way then another and gain some leverage to throw you across the ring or at least take you down to the canvas again....

22:29 Paris: Im being propelled on now solely by the hurt and pain you've put me through so far, and it's still early! Im trying to turn those feelings into anger and get back in this, so far so good, as my fingers curl into your hair! Of course, you do the same to mine, but Im so pissed off right now, its doesn't register, The both of is bent over, legs straight and heads down, yeah out asses are a great view for anyone behind us, and with how we "dance" around this way, everyone will get their view. Its pretty clear we both want each other down, but this is where you have the advantage: you've made an impact on me, and I haven't really gotten to you yet, so when you start shaking, I lose my balance, I release your hair when you make a swinging motion, stumbling into, and bouncing off the nearest ropes some, but trying to use that force to come back at you, lowering my shoulder for a spear-like tackle into your stomach!

22:37 SpandexLex: We're about the same size and at a glance, neither of us have really worked up anything but our Instantagrahm muscles. Sure we're both toned, both have tight, firm tummies and shapely legs but there isn't a clear advantage for one or other strength wise. I have a little advantage in weight and height, and along with the punishment I've dished out, at the end of the slow, undignified dance we go on to the music of cattish squeaks and shrill shrieks, I can an advantage and send you across the ring. "pheeewww.." I sigh, puffing out my cheeks as I straighten up and raise my hands to try and fix the hair that's strewn all over my face. And that's when I see the danger.. You hurtling toward my sweat slick, heaving body quicker than I can react. "Oh sh-IIIRRRKKKK!". You're tackle hits and takes me off my feet as if we were the worlds cutest rugby players.. "GyyooofFF!". Both the impact of you hitting me and me hitting the mat racks through my body. I'm winding and arching my body from the Impact which shoots all the way down my legs, kicking them up either side of your body... "awwwh daaa..... damn.... Get off me.. you little cow!"

22:48 Paris: It's nothing I really though out, almost like an instinct at this point, when I spring off the roes, I bend myself and use the momentum to take some of the air out of You this time, tackling you down to the mat with a bang! The fans favoring me coming to life and some other cheering as now we have a fight! For my part, I kneel right up, ending up kinds straddling your left leg. I put my hands on my hips and take in a deep breath, glaring at you. I reach forward and grab your hair with my left hand, jerking your head up, and using that leverage to crawl up you body, slide my knees over your shoulders, and yeah, pretty much just stuff your face in my thong. I then give a twist to roll us, you on your front, me on my butt with my legs over your shoulders! "cow? I thought I was a bitch a moment ago, slut!"

22:57 SpandexLex: It takes me a moment to realises where you are, for the senses to map out your body against mine and realise you have one of my legs trapped so I can't counter with the obvious body scissors.. Nono. I can feel you pressed against my thigh through your lace panties. Before I realise what I'm doing, I'm reacting to that soft crush and heat there. You feel my flex and stretch that leg out, grinding up against your veiled kitty kat. Maybe that would distract you if the other leg wasn't urging you up my body. It still flares out and curls around your lower back, pushing you on up my body just like you wanted. Soon I'm looking up at you towering over my body... "GET. OFF. ME.!" I hiss out as you scoot on up and crush my tits into the back of your thighs and into your ass til you weight bares down enough you can feel the unnatural firmness of my implants underneath the initial give of soft flesh. Worse.. Can you feel my nipples stirring!? I try to sit up and lash out with my manicured,

23:00 SpandexLex: dangerous looking nails at your breasts but that only makes it easier for you to hook my shoulders. Your legs snap up, inadvertently brushing my bra straps down off my shoulders. THey help hold my arms to my sides as you roll us over with a grund from me. "oopphh!.. mmmppphhh... nrrrppPP!". Suddenly your all in my face, able to feel how I try to turn my head away in protest. Feel every vapour laced breath ripple into your depths.. "NrrrpPPHH!". Looking down, you feel my cheeks go red and my eyes widen in panic and yet, burn with something else…

23:22 SpandexLex: You can feel my struggles, my face grinding into you even after you rolls us and lock in this embarrassing hold. In no time you've went from the dog to the one making me her bitch! I don't like it one bit. Shame burns over my cheeks as I struggle and squirm while lipstick smudges over my face when I can try and turn away just a little. ANd its only a little. You have be viced up tight. My ass rises as I spread my legs out and haul my body up til my ass gobbles up some of the slick satin strained between each cheek. Suspenders bite into the back of my thighs tight enough to leave red marks but I force you to lift your hips off the canvas. From there, even with my biceps partially bound to my sides I can reach up enough to grab your ass and dig my nails in hard as I can. If only I wasn't wearing those gloves, they probably soften the sting. By now I'm breathing so heavy you can feel every breast pulse through just as I have to take in your scent and whatever air I can for my burning
23:23 SpandexLex: Lungs. I get more desperate and start racking my nails down the back of your thighs, hoping to make you loosen your grip.

23:30 Paris: After I swing us over, I close my legs around your head and lock my ankles and squeeeeze your head until my legs are straight, doing what i canto get back into this match and even us up physically, needing some payback to your body. And I'm pretty confident my legs wrapped around your head can give it to you, and your face, well, not so subtly right up against the lace of my thong should work to humiliate you a bit too, definitely trying to even us up in that category as well! But you're fighting through it and showing I havent fully turned the table just yet but firmly planing your knees, displaying your own ass as the rest of your panties slip between it while at the same time raising mine off the mat and "OW!| clawing at it, feeling your jealously through you covered fingertips.

23:33 Paris: "Quit it!" I yell as I feel you trying to scratch me, but yeah, Im saved by the gloves some. Still it hurts and I reach for your wrists, only to find my legs starting to fold over myself and losing a lot of leverage I was using to squeeze your head. Now with your arms wrapped around my thighs, I'm leaning back until I'm on my shoulders some!

23:44 SpandexLex: If I was fully aware, I'd use this hard fought edge to flip pin so your pinned by the weight of your own sexy ass as much as my plush, gym honed body. But I'm not.. When you loosen your scissors and I can start to pry your thighs away and lift my head from your by now, vapour soaked thong, my head is swimming in my own faze and your scent.. And when I do, I greeted by the site of the woman I've idolised, envied and hated all at once for so long resting on her shoulders. I flex my legs to push you back on yourself a little.. "Cow... D-Dog... Whatever.... you... fight... Like a bitch... In heat... Heh... I'm help you out". I reach out over your hips and rack my nails over your thong, snaring the waist and pulling it down to the top of your thighs as I run my hands down your legs more and more while I get to my feet. Eventually your back and ass slap back onto the mat and I'm holding your ankles either side of my lurched over, gasping body. Our eyes meet and you see the little bite on my lip, the smirk as I raise my foot and push it down into your now bared kitty, grinding my foot in even as I pull on your legs!

23:52 Paris: I am quickly losing my advantage the higher you rise: first on your knees, then one knee, then the other undil you are standing and "fuck! quit it!" I yell once I feel you start pulling my thong down. I kick my legs which causes them to unlock, but by this point, its too late. My hips drop to the mat with a little thug, and unfortunately for me, you remain control of my legs, holding them straight up by the ankles, my thong pulled down some inches right around where my thigh highs start. My perfectly waxed kitty now on display, and if that wasn't bad enough, my eyes go wide and I gasp in shock once I realize the position this puts me in "No no no! DON'T!"

23:59 Paris: ...and of course, you do! "OOOOh!" I moan out, my body instantly arching up off the mat while I throw my head back, biting my lower lip! My hands shoot down and try pushing on your toes, foot, ankle...anything! I'm shaking my head in agony, tension, a hint of pleasure and embarrassment as you've forced me into one humiliating position after another, wearing me down physically and mentally and clearly showing the fans that you've found your home at LWL. They gasps along with me at first not are now tilting your way by the biggest margin all match so far, and even starting a chant!

00:06 SpandexLex: The crowd are getting their monies and then some now. As I rose up and escaped you grab on my wrists the straps of my bra slip lower and lower til the pushup cups fall away and let each ripe, round breasts to tumble free and the air to kiss over the thick, rubbery umber peaks of each girl. "unnnghh". I groan, to lost in the moment to really notice or care. I have you were I want and the crowd cheering only urges me to put more strain on your legs and more pressure down below. The chant starts with a sole voice. Neither of us hear it properly at first. Something about about someones Ex and the Forex? Who cares.. Til everyone's cares, and they're all singing in unison! "SPANDEX LEX MAKES YOU FLEX! SPANDEX LEX CRUSH HER SEX!"
00:10 SpandexLex: Of course that just spurs me on and on, crushing your little lips with my heel even as I shift and flick my stocking covered toesies over your clit. "Hehe.. What are that Mabel.. I don't think I heard you right? You what?" I throw your legs to the side then kneel behind you where I can try to kneel behind you and scoop you up into my arms, your back pressed to my breasts.. My breath on your ear. "Do you think giving up will get you out of this?"

00:24 Paris: You pressing down with your foot on my girl, then pulling up with my legs just makes everything worse, as the combination of pressure in a highly sensitive area with the embarrassment of the position is all I can concentrate on. This match is going bad, quickly for me, and that's clear but how I simple curl up on my side, my hands between my legs, messily trying to pull my thong back into place after you discard my legs. I am biting my lower lip again while I tend to myself. in the mean time, You drop down behind me kneeling and pull my up by my arms seated, leaning back into you. I am breathing hard and trying to catch my breath after that surprise, and effective attack. i totally did not give up, in spite of what you may think, but thinks have obviously turned back into your favor!

00:32 SpandexLex: With the noise in the arena, I heard the word "quit" in your plea to "quit it" and took it as a win. THat's why you got the reprieve to curl up at my feet and clutch on your kitty while I stood all powerful over you, looking every bit like that sexy domina looming over her sexy little bitch! It's not a feeling I'm too used to but wow, I'm loving it right now. Whether it's the position of power I seem to be in or simply the stunning woman I've felt I've known for afar for so long? That's hard to tell. Either way, I want more than a win from you. I want it all!

00:39 SpandexLex: As I sink onto my knees and capture your arms before you can get that thong any higher than your knees, I try to pin your wrists together so I can hold them with one hand and use my other so snake it around your hips. "I think it's about time you gave all those insta-followers what they really want don't you". A camera man is on the apron so he can point his lense right at your waxed and abused pussy but it seems that if I have my way you'll be leaving this place without even a shred of dignity. Two gloved fingers curl under your body and across your lips before sliding back up your body, over your stomach where they leave a trail of tantalised goosebumps and maybe even a trail of moisture? But it's when I reach your chest that the show will start. The crowd hush a little as my fingers fan out over your left breast, then sink into that flesh. "Hhmmm I always wondered how much these cost?". I coo almost sweetly as my fingers narrow in on your nipple, tugging on your pushup as they Close in

00:50 Paris: I am totally taken out of my game right now, just trying to straighten my clothes which is futile. A lingering ache between my legs, my kitty barely covered by my thong, and now I'm being cradled really, trying to cover up at you look totally dominant and in control of the match, and for the first time, I admit to myself you are. The moment you gripe me between the legs, and all I can manage to do to resist and bang my feet into the mat, it's clear to everyone else too. Soon you hand works its way up my midsection and clamps onto my left breast, I gasp, and not just a sign, but a submission. "Ok I give for real this time!" I say, pulling my arms in and twisting my shoulders to try and escape!

01:01 SpandexLex: There is no way I can hold both your arms in one of my hands when your struggling, but by now, it hardly matters to me. You've gave up after all and your submission is greeted by a *Ding Ding* and a bratty little "Hehehe" whispering against your ear. "How did you ever get a title match? How did you ever think you could win another one when you give as soon as someone tickles your kitty and squeezes your boobie!?" I use one hand to pull on your hair, yank your head so you face to face me and I can plant a firm kiss on your lips. THe fans wanna see our lips mash and crush together but more than that, if the cameras get to see me force my tongue into your mouth like I'm trying to, so I can lap at and dominate you more overtly sexually? Well I'll get some of your fans right away when that goes viral. That's only the start though. You feel my gloved fingers slip under your neckline, close in to bunch up the cup of your bra and pull as hard as I can, trying to *riiiiiPPPPPP!" it right off you

01:10 Paris: I'm just trying to protect myself now, knowing the state up in and knowing what you plan, leads me to quickly submit, and this is not going to end well for me, so I hope it ends faster. Your little arrogant laugh echos in my ear when you just drop me. The bell goes of, signalling the end of the match, and a cheer for you! You're under no obligation to stop though, and unfortunately for me, you done. Grabbing my hair again, at first fearing another parading but this time I stop on my knees, my eyes going wide when you force a kiss on me and shove your tongue in my mouth! "MMMFF!" At first I resist, pushing on your shoulders but soon I just accept it, weakening further until I not really even putting up a fight when you pull back and take my bra with you. I fall right down on my front and cover my face with my hands, whimpering.

01:17 SpandexLex: I recoil back when I've relieved you of your brazaire and spring to my feet, twirling it around my head like some sort of trophy as I waltz out of the ring and right into the next round!

Published: 2022-08-06, viewed 79 times.