Kelly Conway Vs. Heather Sunderland - POW!

Heather's groans fueled a fire, the American Hero loved to hear her old rival just groan like that. It was honestly quite the turn on for Kelly. "Haah!" Kelly cried just seconds before leaping into the air and... Missing!

"Ough!" She landed ass first with teeth chattering impact, her tailbone feeling the whole fall that left her stunned while Heather stood up and nailed that harsh kick that gave a loud CRACK against against Kelly's chest!

"AUUGH!!" Cried the blonde as she was struck with bone rattling impact as she fell to the canvas, groaning as she nursed her chest.

Slamming her boot into Kelly's chest, Heather felt a wave of satisfaction come over her. To be able to turn around the match right there just with that kick and shut Kelly up from all her boasting...it just felt incredible to Heather. She bit her lip hard, but knew not to focus on enjoying that too much, turning herself around as she stood aside her.

She put pressure in her knees, bending her body before leaping up in the position she was in. She attempted to flip herself backwards, trying to come crashing down onto Kelly with a standing moonsault.

"Agh..." The unprotected direct hit had Kelly on the mat hugging her chest to deal with the pain in her sternum, groaning through her teeth as she tried to hurry up and stand before she felt the shadow of Heather just loom over her.

There was no time to move at all as Heather suddenly flipped backwards and planted herself HARD on Kelly's exposed stomach.

"G-Gooouuuhh!!" Kelly's cheeks puffed and spit flew from her mouth as her limbs shot in the air, her whole body compressing as Heather flopped on her, driving a chunk of air out of Kelly's lungs that left her curled up under Heather' wheezing and coughing, trying to get some air back in her lungs.

"F-F...Fuuck..."

Heather felt her usual rush of adrenaline that went through her when she leaped through the air--even with her doing it from a standing position on the mat. It was exactly the sort of stuff that she loved about her own moveset, a wide grin on her face as she successfully came crashing down onto Kelly's stomach, the girl taking the full force of her moonsault.

Heather got up on her knees, huffing a bit before she looked Kelly over. Nothing felt better than having silenced the girl for the most part, stopping all of her boasting and now having her on her back in pain like this, seeing her curling up. She grinned wide, nodding as she pushed the girl a bit, making sure she was flat on the mat on her back so she could crawl back over her, lying atop her and facing her legs.

She spread her own legs out a bit, arching and reaching back to grip at Kelly's hair. She moved to pull her head up a bit, attempting to lock her legs around her head and lock her tightly in a reverse headscissor hold.

Groaning under Heather, Kelly hugged her stomach as the woman more or less rose up off of her. The blonde hoped she'd be helped up where she could retaliate but found herself suddenly trapped as Heather crawled over her and gripped her hair.

"Nnnnh! Bitch!" She snarled before Heather's thighs wrapped rightly around her head! "O-Ohh! Hhnnnghh!" Cried the blonde as she felt the squeeze on her head that made her eyes shut tightly, growing so frustrated she tried to swat Heather's ass before attempting to pry herself free, getting an eye full of the woman's curvy rump.

"L-Let... Go!" She growled.

Heather arched her body quite a bit to add to the pressure put on Kelly's head in the scissor hold. She groaned slightly as she strained her own legs to add to the squeeze as much as possible, even wiggling her hips a bit for Kelly.

"Let go? Now why would I do that. You like this--" She let out, jumping at the feeling of her swatting her ass. "Ahaa? You really do like this huh? You want more of that? All you had to do was ask, no need to go swatting it."

Her grin grew wider as she gripped Kelly's head, letting go of t he scissor hold before going to sit herself up, aiming to firmly plant herself on Kelly's face for the smother.

"Hrrrnnnngrrhrhh!!" Kelly growled as she struggled with the scissors. only to groan alongside Heather as the pressure was poured onto her head. "O-Oooouuughh...!" Kelly groaned, pulled deeper and tighter between Heather's legs as she wiggled her hot hips before swatting the woman's ass, not knowing what would be the consequences of it!

"I don't fucking like this, yo-Mmphh!!" She began to complain before Heather just sat up and planted her large, thick ass right on Kelly's face!

"Mmm! Mrrrphh!!" Kelly kicked and flailed, pushing at Heather's waist as she was smothered, shaking her head left to try as she fought for freedom, her mouth and nose mashed up between the cheeks of Heather's ass that surrounded her, making her eyes cross as the weight and air deprivation overwhelmed the poor girl.

Heather snickered out as she was fully enjoying this whole situation. From Kelly's reactions to now the feeling of her face pinned beneath her ass like this. At the moment, Heather couldn't have asked for this to have gone better. It was just going as well as it possibly could in her mind, licking her lips even from the position that she had over her.

"Yeah? You sure? You don't fucking like that? How about this then!? Enjoying it?? Enjoying your face wedged up against my ass? I think you are. I think this is what you wanted for quite some time, Kelly. THAT'S what it's been ever since I was with Clyde. You wanted me to be using and dominating YOU instead! That's where all the jealousy came from!" She yelled out, clearly just having her fun with things that were just out there theories.

Kelly was fuming! Back in the familiar embrace of Heather's ass but far from excited or enjoying it! Especially as Heather taunted her!

"Mm! Mmphh! Mmhh!!" Kelly whimpered, her face mashed up against Heather's curvy ass, mouth against her skin, lips sucking and gasping for air while the dark haired woman ranted. "Mmh! MHH!" Kelly growled under Heather, trying to bash her fist against the woman's ribs to defy her! Jealousy!? HA!

Heather was dead wrong and Kelly wanted nothing more now than to hurry up and push Heather off just to tell her how wrong she was.

Heather kept up bouncing and grinding atop Kelly's face, loving the whimpering and muffled sounds each tie from the girl. She was more than enjoying herself--possibly getting slightly excited with her position over her--her smirk turning more and more wicked as she hummed. "Haaahhh that's a good spot for you Kelly. I might actually be liking this quite a bit. I can't wait for this whole...POW thing. I get to keep you as a seat even after this match.

She snickered to herself, thinking she had this one already--before finally feeling that fist slam right into her ribs. She let out a loud yell of pain, coughing out before she went to slide off her. She moved and shuffled away from her just to rub and t end to her ribs--that punch causing quite a bit of pain.