Fright Fight Main Event - Velvet Valentine Vs Natasha Loclear (C) - Hentai Title Match

It was one thing to look at the German beauty, to size her up, but it was quite another to be underneath the voluptuous woman. Their sizable assets were well squished between their bodies, rubbing more than enough for Natasha to feel Anka's nipples through the thin fabric of her costume, with the same going for the Frenchwoman's nips as well. "Enjoying the view?" She asked with a playful wink and a laugh, despite the difficulty she was having with catching her breath with Anka on top of her.

Natasha's fingers slipped from Anka's shoulders as the larger woman took a seat on top of her, her hands pushing against the woman's chest right up until her face was dragged down into that heavenly valley. "Hmph!" Her cries of alarm muffled against Anka's ample chest Natasha wrapped her hands around those large breasts, squeezing from the sides while trying to force her head out of the woman's arms.

"Ja, are you?"Anka scoffed lightly at Natasha's question as she put her face straight into the beast smother... The Russian was certainly getting a real up close view at that and the Valentine's arms continued to cuddle around the back of her head to enhance the viewing pleasure.

Velvet Valentine could feel Natasha's struggles as her warm soft bust pressed more and more into her, giving her little breathing space at all. With a slight grin tugging at the corner of her lips, the German French babe started to twist her body from side to side, dragging the Russian's trapped face left and right against her melons... Every now and again allowing her nose and lips to slip away to oneside so that she could take an instinctive gasp in of the German's fragrance before they were once again pulled deep intothe crevice between her breasts

"No wonder Marisa had such trouble with this one!" The thought found itself into Natasha's mind even as her focus was entirely upon the all encompasing mounds being pressed into her face, Anka was strong to say the least but Natasha still liked her odds of fighting her way out, though she was getting the distinct feeling it wasn't going to be an easy task, especially with her breaths coming in short gasps. She made the most out of the little oxygen she could get, her fingers sinking deep into Anka's plentiful breasts as she pushed against the german bombshell, creating just enough space between them for the bluenette to run her tongue along the tops of the woman's barely contained breasts.

She needed to take some offensive though and being stuck underneath Anka as she was Natasha had to make the most of her cirumstances. She pushed and pulled with her feet against the mat, not moving her body more than an inch either way but she felt it would be enough to excite the German with a little stomach on crotch grinding.

With her arms wrapped tightly around Natasha's head, the Valentine thought that all the blue haired woman could do was sit back and take struggled breaths of her aroma in... However the Russian had other ideas as she gripped at the sides of the German's breasts and pushed her head back far enough to lap her tongue across the front of Anka's bust.

"Mmmh.. jus couldn't help but to shteal a taste.. non?" Velvet Valentine purred, she presumed it was fortunate that she did have a little more on then usual... With her usual attire she'd only have the small pasties covering up her nipples and Natasha's naughty tongue would be able to get to her fair unimpeded. As it was, the licking combined with the renewed movement of Natasha's body back and forth was enough to get her nipples lifting underneath her succubus one piece.

It was probably high time Anka changed up the hold, she could already feel her grip starting to loosen.. Shuffling her legs underneath her the German started to clamber to her feet, her arms still around the back of Natasha's head to drag her up at the same time. Once they were both up, Velvet Valentine pulled sharply away from the breast smooth and took Natasha by the wrist to try and send her in an Irish whip towards the turnbuckles behind her

With the size difference between the Frenchwoman and the German, slipping out from beneath Velvet was proving a more difficult task than Natasha would have liked. Natasha wasn't one to pass up a chance at some fun however and the German's pillowy mounds were just too tempting of a target for her to ignore, especially seeing as Velvet was literally shoving them in her face. She ran her tongue up along each of those oh so inviting breasts, the woman's deliciously sweet scent matching her taste. "Well if you're going to be so generous as to push them into my face, it'd be rude to refuse no?" Natasha replied, her deep blue eyes locking with Velvet's gaze as she briefly paused in her enjoyment of the woman's chest.

Glancing back down Natasha was tempted to peel back the thin fabric of the woman's costume, to lay bare Velvet's mounds and expose the stiff nipples already poking through the fabric, but before she could make up her mind on the subject Velvet began to rise, pulling her along with her. Natasha kept her fingers gripping Velvet's tits as she rose to her feet, no longer lapping at them as the woman pulled her back into their embrace.

Once on their feet Natasha took a step back, her hands now gripping the arm around her head to pry it off of her, but Velvet spun around and threw Natasha towards the corner before she could get free. The corner was close but thankfully Natasha was able to turn around to slam into it back first, a jolt shooting up her spine as she crashed into it, her arms draped over the top ropes.

The Valentine carefully reached behind her to unclip the succubus wings from her outfit so that they wouldn't get broken with all the usual rolling around and wrestling action... Which was funny considering she planned to fly in just a couple of moments.

The ref girl moved behind her to scoop the items from the canvas and deposite it somewhere safe as Velvet Valentine swished back her lush gray hair over her shoulders and sized Natasha up in the corner. Without further ado the Valentine took off in a run right towards her blue haired opponent, leaping up into the air and letting herself fly forwards as she drew near so that her momentum carried her on straight into a big old body splash... Her large breasts aimmed for the familar position against Natasha's face as she came in

Natasha shook her head, trying to clear out some of the cobwebs and cease that annoying ringing that had popped up in her ears after being unceremoniously deposited into the corner. Her hands tightened around the top ropes to either side of her, lifting herself up so she was at least on her feet, leaning against the corner, and not sitting on the middle turnbuckle. Looking up, locks of her blue hair having fallen across her face obscuring her vision, she watched the now wingless Velvet eyeing her up as if looking for a target before taking off at a full sprint towards her.

Knowing she had to move quick or end up a pancake beneath Velvet, again, Natasha dispensed with gauging her options and went with the first one that popped into her head. With her hands on the top ropes she leaped off the floor, bringing her knees well up against her chest while she lifted herself another foot upwards. Velvet's breasts would crash into the bluenette's knees rather than her face, Natasha's butt pressed against the top turnbuckle keeping her from being flung right out of the ring.

Velvet Valentine rushed in at full speed towards Natasha, throwing her arms out wide as she drew close. As the blue haired woman made her move to counter, Anka was already moving too fast to stop.. Her large breasts rammed straight into Natasha's lifted knee with enough force that for a moment it was almost as if Natasha was going to knee the German's breasts clean out of her onepiece.

"UGH!" Anka grunted out as she plowed into the uncomfortable landing. Her body jolted and she stumbled backwards, her arms up across her chest to tend to the boobs that had taken the brunt of that counter attack

Velvet slammed into Natasha's knees like a runaway train, the German's breasts mushrooming out over the bluenette's knees as far as they could before rebounding back. The impact strained Natasha's arms to their limits but her grip on the top ropes held fast, saving her from being thrown rather unceremoniously out of the ring, with the Frenchwoman sighing in relief at her escape from Velvet's curvy form. She had momentum now and couldn't waste time savoring one good moment though, she needed to build that into something greater and with her feet resting on the middle ropes she knew where to go.

Pulling down on the top ropes Natasha used the middle ones as a slingshot with her serving as the stone, letting go to springboard off of them like a missile directly for Velvet. She turned just enough to put her right shoulder between her and Velvet's chest, putting her money on a flying shoulder charge in a rare aerial move from the champion!

After stumbling back the couple of steps after the double knee to the breasts, Velvet Valentine regained her footing and managed to keep on her feet despite the heavy shot. Her hands still wrapped tightly around her large melons though and it was only a second or two afterwards that she was able to pull her arms away and moving back forwards to try and get at Natasha again. Unfortunately the blue haired woman was right at that moment in the process of launching through the air straight towards the buxom woman.

"Oufff!" Ank coughed out as Natasha's body rammed shoulder first straight into her chest, her breasts bouncing wildly as the German was flung backwards down onto the mat on her back from the shoulder barge. Her legs flying vertically upwards before dropping back down to the mat