Heather Sunderland vs Yasha Love

With Yasha on top of her, Heather would feel the girl arch her body, pressing her crotch deeper into her face. Her air was almost completely cut off and with the little air that she could get, it was filled with the scent of the strawberry aroma that the girl's crotch was giving off. Heather would frantically kick her legs, trying to escape from the embarrassing position before she would feel Yasha's hands begin to cup at her breasts.

"Mmmmm!!!!" Heather would let out, her face completely reddened as her yells were muffled by the girl's crotch. She would feel the girl then run her hand through Heather's hair, just adding to the embarrassment before she would suddenly hop off her and spin on her heels, saying the words that she did, accompanied by her pose.

Heather would gasp for air, rolling onto her stomach before up on her knees, a blush developed on her face from the cupping at her breasts as she would stumble to her feet. "H-hell no!...I..haven't..even got started...kicking your ass..and now..you're really gonna get it." Heather would let out, gritting her teeth as she shook her head.

"Damnit..can't let her get me so worked up like this." Heather would think to herself as she shook her head. Clenching her fists, she would charge at Yasha again, heading straight towards her. However this time, at the last second she would run past her and leap onto the ropes, attempting to jump off the middle and turn herself around, attempting to kick her leg out and try to connect with the side of Yasha's head, attempting a beautiful disaster kick.

Yasha pointed at Heather. "Yes! And I too have not yet finished! A torrent of Love will still rain down upon you!" She declared while her other hand slid down her cleavage alluringly.

When Heather ran forward, Yasha smirked. She licked her lips and when Heather approached, she shot forward to try and smash her boobs into Heather's face. She missed when Heather darted tot he side and stumbled forward, spinning around on her heels in time to catch the kick to the face which sent her sprawling backwards to the mat. She groaned and held her face.

As Heather heard Yasha's words, the girl pointing at her as she was, Heather would try her best to just click her tongue and ignore it, Looking to get her first good offensive hit in in the match. As she charged towards the girl, darting to the side, she would see that she just narrowly avoided her counter attack. Letting out a breath of relief, she would leap onto and off the ropes as she was planning, connecting with her hard kick.

As Yasha went to the ground, Heather would readjust herself and stand over her, grinning. "So much for your torrent of love. You're mine now" Heather would let out before reaching down to grab the girl by her arm, she would attempt to get her up on her knees and put her in a front facelock position, going to set her up for her next move.

Yasha groaned as she laid on the mat after the kick, seeing stars instead of the bright arena lights. The kick was hard and it had really floored her. Yasha was easily lifted up into the standing face lock but when Heather gave her retort, a smile crept up on her face. Her hands snaked around and seized Heather's ass and give it a teasing squeeze. "It seems as if it's not yet ended, my Lovely." She quipped.

"Heh, this will teach you to mess with me." Heather would let out as she would pull Yasha up in the front facelock. She would go to swing her leg back, about to perform what has become her signature DDT, however just as she went to do so, she would feel the girl's hands on her ass, gripping it with a tight squeeze.

"Ha!!? Hey!" Heather would let out as her eyes widened. She would jump slightly from the feeling and the girl's words as she would quickly reach behind her, abandoning the set up for the DDT as she would attempt to grab at Yasha's wrists and pry her hands off her ass.

As Yasha felt Heather's arms leave her and grab for her wrists, Yasha smiled. She moved her head forward to try and push her face into Heather's breasts while Heather tried to pry her hands off of Heather's ass. With her face in Heather's breasts she let out a hot huff and tried to wrap her leg around Heather and shove forward to try and trip Heather and put her on her back, all while driving her head into Heather's chest.

Still trying to get Yasha's hands off her ass, Heather would be quite startled when the girl suddenly pushed her face into her breasts, causing Heather's face to blush a deep red as she looked down at the girl. "Wh-what the hell are you doing!?" Heather would let out before she would feel Yasha's hot breath against her skin that was covered just by her bikini top.

Heather would let out a little groan of frustration before she would feel Yasha's leg wrap around her, tripping her backwards and sending her onto her back on the mat. Feeling the impact of the fall, along with Yasha's head being driven into her chest, she would let out a grunt, her air being forced out of her as she was brought down.

WHen Yasha successfully took down Heather, the Demon of Love pushed herself forward. She let her big bosom drag against Heather's body until she pushed her breasts up against the girl's, trying to flatten them down a bit. She craned her neck and tried to push her face up to give Heather's neck a kiss, hoping to tingle the black haired girl. "Just a taste of the river of Love!" She would coo and then try and push her self up enough to throw herself forward and let her body drop down, hoping to slam her boobs into Heather's face and smother her a bit.

Feeling Yasha's breasts rub up her body before stopping at her own, pressing them down, Heather would let out a groan, wriggling around underneath her. As if that wasnt enough, she would feel her lips press against her neck, causing her to freeze a bit before a shiver ran down her.

"Gh..just g-get off me!" She would let out as she went to go try and push the girl off. However, with her freezing at the kiss, it gave Yasha enough time to say her little line before pushing her body up and throwing herself forward, smooshing her breasts into Heather's face.

"Mmmmmph!!" Heather would let out in the smother, a muffled groan of frustration and embarrassment as the girl's breasts engulfed her face. She would bring her hands up to the girl's sides, trying to fight her off somehow.

Yasha purred as the crowd cheered at seeing Yasha's ample chest smothered Heather's pretty face. While her boobs went to work, Yasha spread her legs and pushed her ass into the air. She inched her legs forward until her boobs were pushing down hard on Heather's face. But that wasn't her goal. She was really just trying to get into position and when she was, she reached for Heather's arm and suddenly hopped up.

If she could get hold of Heather's arm, she would pull on it and try and yank Heather up to whip her into the turnbuckle.