Itzal vs. Talimaya (complete)

Itzxal would wait for his opponent to regain her composure not one to take advantage of his opponent when they were obviously not focused on the match. He would then move in quickly to go for a quick lock up gauging to see how she was feeling after her climax.

Tali would finally compose herself, turning her gaze to Itzal. She was quite determined to pull this match around. Already she'd been embarassed as much as she could be. When the two of them moved for a lock up, she'd indeed lock up with him. But with her strength sapped quite a bit at this point, she'd have to back up. But she would try back up, and suddenly pull Itzal into an irish whip to send him into the corner of the ring, quickly following up to try to body splash him. If she pulled this all off, her breasts would be pressed up against his face, her arms trying to wrap about his head and hold him tight in the smother.

Itzal hadn't expected his opponent to be so ready for a lock up getting caught off gaurd in her irish whip and hit the turbuckle groaning out in pain. He let out another groan as she body splashed into him though it was muffeled as found himself quickly into a breast smother. He realized that his opponent was determined to win this round and he hadn't expected that much determination.

She was indeed determined to win. She didn't want to lose two matches in a row. Even if she was relatively new, she didn't want to use that as an excuse. With him trapped in her smother, she'd reach her legs around either side of him, locking them around the ropes of the ring to hold her tight. Because she realized that all he would have to do was drop forward and slam her on her back to put her in quite a bad position. For now, she was intent on draining his energy with her breast smother, so that they'd be on more equal footing. Or even so she could take control of the match.

Itzal tried to push the girl off with no avail being locked in securley agianst the turnbuckle by the girl finding himself losing air in her breasts. He struggeled a little bit but all was to no avail so hwas forced to stay in the breast smother slowly losing his energy and air as he was kept there.

She'd gasp for breath, finding that it was taking quite a bit of strength to stay like this. She honestly didn't know how long she could keep this up. But it was either that, or find herself in a bad position. Holding him tight in her breast smother, she'd start to grind her chest against his face.

Itzal found himself staring to lose his breath and energy quicker as she started grinding her breasts into his face. He soon found himself unable to struggle agianst her starting to go out already in the breast smother. He let out a muffeled moan as he was locked there the girl having the upperhand now.

Tali held on for a few more minutes, breathing hard as she held the hold. But finally, she'd start to loosen up, unwrapping her legs from the ropes. She'd keep holding onto the breast smother though, aiming to bring Itzal down to the mat with her on top. Once she got him on the ground, she'd hold onto the smother for a little while longer, thinking on what she'd do next.

Itzal went down to the ring almost complingly s he was almost out of it so he really didn't have any idea of trying to break out of the hold. He laid on the groundmoaning lightly into her breasts shuttering a little under her as he started to slip into unconciousness.

Tali would finally let go of him before he slipped out completely. If he passed out, it would likely make it harder for her to make him orgasm. Pulling off of him, she'd roll to his left side, shifting herself about. She'd move her legs to wrap around his head from the side, trapping him in a light head scissors. She didn't put much pressure on him, not wanting to knock him out cold Once she secured that hold, she'd reach her hands to rub against his crotch, aiming to bring him back around.