Eirina Makishima vs. Ragna Lemoine - Healing Breath

Things were getting more and more serious for Eirina as Ragna proceeded to finger her while kneading her breasts. "Aaaahhhhh... o-oh god, uuuhhhhnn!!" Eirina threw her head back, pleasure coursing through her whole being as she felt Ragna's fingers invading her sex. She tried her best to endure the pleasure, but it was getting hard to do so with Ragna's other hand groping and kneading her tits.

"Aaahhhh!! Ooohh fuck... aahhhhhn!! Aaahhnn!!" Eirina moaned out loudly, her mind fraying thanks to the pleasure washing over her being. It would be only a matter of time before she reached her limit, and she needed to find a way to escape this before she inevitably reach it.

Ragna could have done her in right there, making Eirina cum and submit to her assault in her person, but it appeared like Ragna wasn't wanting to finish this match just yet, smiling rather sinisterly as she threw her down to the mat in a rather haphazard fashion. It was here she'd rub it in, putting a foot on her opponent's back , leaning back with her arms propping her breasts up as she gave a hearty laugh.

"I think it is time mademoiselle to end this no?" she asks her in a mocking way before she let off of her, making her way to the turnbuckle and climbing up to the very top of it. With a roar she leapt, in a great feat of agility flipping herself over as went for a Frog Splash, her intended landing zone being exactly where Eirina lay, squash her.

Eirina was approaching to the peak of her pleasure very quickly, but then, Ragna suddenly stopped, and Eirina was left confused. She was thrown down into the mat, causing her to groan, but at the very least, the pleasure had stopped.

While her crotch still felt sensitive, Eirina managed to focus on what was happening, and she saw Ragna preparing herself to launch an aerial maneuver. Forcing herself to see through the haze of lust, Eirina tried to calculate the exact time Ragna got herself off into the air so that she could roll herself over, looking to avoid being squashed under the weight of her opponent who was trying to land her frog splash.

Hopefully, Eirina would be able to find an opportunity to recover and start her counterattack. She figured that Ragna's failed attack would leave her winded and full with openings.

The Frog Splash and the decision to go ahead with such turned out to be a bad idea, as her eyes widened, "Fu..." was all she was able to make out before slamming breast then face first right on to the mat, crying out loud as the impact took its toll on her body, filling what was a rather assured stance into one far more guarded.  She was stuck now, Eirina could easily recover now that Ragna wasn't constantly attacking her and could now bring the fight back to the far larger woman.

Ragna would roll over to her back, clutching her sore breasts that taken most of the landing and felt like someone had stabbed her with a hot poker, "I'm going to... guuuhhh… jus you wait I'll..." she managed out with a groan of pain, taking her blame on her, "Eirina!!"

Avoiding the frog splash from Ragna, Eirina would then pick herself back up onto her feet, recovering from what she had suffered earlier. Shaking her head, she looked at the busty Frenchwoman who had rolled herself over onto her back, clutching on her sore chest, and the Frau Doktor saw an opportunity that she didn't want to miss. She would march towards the downed Ragna, getting herself in front, grabbing onto her ankles before spreading both her legs apart, applying pressure on them.

Then, Eirina would sit on the canvas, removing her hold on Ragna's ankles, bringing her feet onto hers in order to spread those legs further from each other. The move was British legspread, a move that was simple but quite devastating if applied correctly. This would also give Eirina full view of Ragna's own covered crotch, something that she would like to play with later.

Barely able to move her body in retaliation, Ragna could only watch with despair as Eirina grabbed on to her ankles with immediate pressure being applied on to them. She swung out a punch but it missed, throwing out another but again looking more like she was waving her arms around to no avail in a rather sad manner but it was far too late to do anything. The hold was locked in and Ragna's legs were split. Unaccustomed to such, Ragna could only know pain as she lay there upon the apron, legs stretched out and pushed further.

"You.... Gahhhh!" she cried out in anger, falling back on the mat after she tried to push herself to sit up and break the hold to no avail. Her spandex wrestling outfight riding right up against her crotch uncomfortably.

Spreading both Ragna's legs apart with the British legspread, Eirina smiled as she looked at the reaction that Ragna was showing after being subjected to this move. With this, her crotch was exposed before her eyes, and the Frau Doktor licked her lips in anticipation, barely able to wait for a grand feast that was just a reach away from her. Seeing her opponent's outfit riding up against her crotch, Eirina would spread her legs even further, making sure to torture her opponent some more.

And right after that, Eirina planned to reach out for that crotch, looking to start rubbing her clothed sex. It was a bit hard to do so, because she needed to lean forward in order to reach for her crotch, but as soon as her fingers made contact with her groin, Eirina would start rubbing it, hoping to get some reactions from the Frenchwoman.

"No, don't you dare.... gahhh…. why you..." speaking out threat from her rather awkward position as her legs were held in that terribly uncomfortably stretched out position that was in no way not painful. She bit her lip as her opponent stretched her legs further, near doing a split as this point, latex digging even in more as it wasn't fitted right enough, Ragna not being the stretchiest of people. The large French woman clearly unable to break the current hold.

Eirina looked like she was going in for the kill however now as she felt her opponent rub at her crotch, pressing fingers against the latex wrestling attire adding a sense of pleasure now to the intense pain she was feeling.

Chuckling, Eirina would continue rubbing her fingers against the covered sex of Ragna, hoping to hear more reactions from her. Soon, she decided that she might as well go one step further by pulling aside Ragna's attire that was covering her sex, unveiling her lower lips underneath. Licking her lips in anticipation, Eirina would proceed to trace her fingers over the slit before inserting her fingers into it so that she could start fingering her.

"Come on, Ragna... don't hold it back. I wanna hear you mewl~" Eirina purred as she would start finger-blasting her opponent like there was no tomorrow, probing into her, poking into spots where she assumed might be the sensitive spots inside her. At the same time, the Frau Doktor would make use of her other hand to play with her clit, tweaking the nub with her fingers and drawing circles around it in order to draw more reactions from the bigger woman before her.

Ragna had been gritting her teeth as she wondered just how long she could take before she couldn't go any further, her eyes squinting and her body straining against the hold. It didn't take long for those fingers to finally enter inside of her and for the real show to begin as she cried out load. The doctor seemed to know exactly what to do with her as her clit as well was played around with, assaulting every sense that she had, trying not to give in. She was too weak to counter it, just barely able to get it together as she tried to sit up once again, trying to sit up and reach forward, going way farther in her flexibility than anything before.

"Gahhhllll!" she lets out, time slipping away as she could barely hold on much longer.