Nurse Joy vs Natasha

"Oh but we can do so much more than just sex Joy, just keep your eyes on me." Natasha replied in her best flirtatious voice, motioning for the woman to come and get her with a come hither gesture. Joy did just that though she surprised Natasha with a swift kick to the Frenchwoman's stomach, knocking the air out of her lungs and forcing Natasha back a few steps. Doubled over from the kick Natasha looked up into the eyes of Joy, a wide grin on her lips despite the pain. "Not bad...thats the Joy I wanted to see."

Joy would continue to smile at Natasha "I will never understand why girls like you love their violence." Joy would say as she would reach forward to grab onto Natasha's hair. "I guess it can't be helped though." Joy would say as she would jump in the air before crashing down to the mat while trying to slam Natasha's head into the ground.

Natasha groaned as Joy grabbed hold of her hair and pulled her sharply towards her, gasping from the sudden pain as her eyes widened at this unexpected aggressiveness from the nurse. This was the woman she had hoped to find in the match, only she hadn't thought to be taken with such force by her so quickly. "We are wrestlers...its kinda in the job description." She said, hands tugging at Joy's wrists only for the woman to drop down and slam Natasha face first against the mat. Natasha's body stiffened after the hard impact, the woman sitting there on her knees still except for the movement of her chest as she breathed.

Joy looked down at Natasha and frowned. "Wrestling can be fun but it shouldn't be so rough and painful." Joy would say as she would try to roll Natasha onto her back. "Wrestling should be playful and sexy." Joy would then try to position herself on top of Natasha so that her crotch was resting right on Natasha's face.

She might have been upset with Joy if she had been able to think clearly after having her face so roughly introduced to the canvas, but then again she had asked for Joy to get rough so she couldn't fault the woman for doing as she was asked. Still on her knees Natasha's head and breasts were pressed against the mat, the Frenchwoman groaning softly with her arms folded over the back of her head to ward off any more hits Joy might try to deliver while she was down. Natasha listened to Joy and even forced out a low laugh as she was rolled over onto her back, staring up at Joy who true to her word was being more playful than violent, her sex lowered down over Natasha's face who though pushing up against Joy's ass couldn't keep her off.

Natasha kicked her feet around at first but realized that was doing nothing to help her and ceased, choosing instead to focus on pushing up against the woman whose pussy her nose and mouth were pressed tightly against. Her hands ran along Joy's sides and over her ass, pushing and squeezing the woman.

Joy let out a soft moan as her pussy met with Natasha's face. "This is how wrestling should be. Not that slamming and punching but just two girls humping each other and feeling each other up." Joy said as Natasha began to push her off. Joy managed to stay on top of Natasha for a few seconds using Natasha's struggles as a chance to hump the girls face a few times before almost being thrown off. "No need to be in such a rush. I know you enjoyed that almost as much as i did." Joy would say as she would start to hump Natasha's face more vigorously as Joy loved that feeling of a girl between her thighs.

Every time Natasha came close to getting a grip on Joy the woman would slam her pussy down over the bluenette's face, Natasha trying to keep a firm hold on the woman but each time her hands would slip leaving her right where she had started. Unable to hold on Natasha could do little more than turn her head from side to side, breathing in as best she could through her nose though that grew increasingly difficult as Joy seemed to be quite enjoying her ride atop of Natasha. Reaching up Natasha ran her hands along the front of Joy until she reach the undersides of her breasts, her fingers making a grab for those bouncing mounds of Joy's to dig her fingers in for a firm massage.

Joy let out a moan as Natasha grabbed the underside of her breasts. "That's the spirit." Joy would say as her humping would slow as her hands would move to Natasha's to help her opponent massage her breasts. "If you just wanted at my breasts you didn't need a match to get to them. You could have just asked." Joy would say as she slowly humped Natasha's face as her pussy became wetter and wetter.

Joy was certainly taking her time to ensure she enjoyed herself as much as she possibly could and while Natasha had come here looking for a fight she found herself not hating the position she was in. Joy would hear Natasha speak but the words would be muffled by the nurse's own pussy, Natasha deciding to answer the woman in another way as her fingers dug deeper into the soft undersides of Joy's ample breasts. If there was any doubt as to how much Joy was enjoying riding Natasha's face how wet the woman was becoming cast them out, Natasha playing along for now with hert tongue now lapping at Joy's pussy.

Joy would continue to let out moans as Natasha dug her fingers into her breasts. Joy would soon reach down to grab Natasha's hair to pull her deeper into her crotch when Natasha began to use her tongue. "Oh, don't stop." Joy would say out loud much to the crowds delight as they were cheering what was going on in the ring. Joy would use one of her hands to squeeze one of Natasha's breasts as she humped Natasha's trapped face.