Natasha Loclear vs Brittany Luuve: Hardcore Hentai

It hadn't been easy to get Brittany into such a position where Natasha was in control like this, but now that she had managed to catch her Natasha wasn't going to waste the opportunity in front of her. Ignoring Brittany's expected retort Natasha focused her attention on the woman's pussy, thinking to herself that no matter how physically tough the hardcore champion was her sex was just as weak to her touch as anyone's.

Her tongue ran along Brittany's pussy lips to start, going from the bottom and up along the right half of her labia to the top and licking the woman's clit to finish before repeating the process on the other side. Only once her lips were nice and wet did Natasha poke her tongue teasingly into Brittany's sex, flicking it amongst her outer most folds for a few moments before driving it deeper inside of the blonde . Natasha's lips embraced Brittany's nether lips in a kiss, her upper lip brushing against her clit every few seconds or so while her tongue continued to explore her depths.

So focused on her tongue play was Natasha that she didn't notice that one of Brittany's legs was coming for her head, the blow catching her unawares and causing the woman to push Brittany away from her as she fell back onto her butt.

Brittany felt Natasha's tongue wiggle around in her sex and for all her complaining and threats she couldn't help herself as a moan escaped her lips. Brittany felt a bit revealed as she managed to get Natasha's mouth away from her sex. "You're going to fucking pay for that you god damn bitch." Brittany said as she moved her costume back over her moist sex. "I am going to fuck you raw for that." Brittany said as she got to her feet and she moved towards Natasha to stomp on the girls sex.

The kick had seemingly come out of nowhere to Natasha whose arms had slid from around Brittany's waist and risen up to guard her head from any further attacks while she fell down onto her back, letting out a low groan while she rubbed the spot on her forehead where the kick had struck her. There was some pain but Natasha was more stunned than hurt from the blow, a little dizzy she lowered her hands to the mat and pushed herself up to a sitting position just as a shadow fell over her. Her attention immediately returned to the woman who was standing over her but not quick enough to avoid the stomp to her sex. "Gawh!" Natasha cried out from the sudden pain which erupted in her sex, the french woman reaching down to tug at the woman's foot, trying to pry it off of her womanhood.

Brittany felt Natasha try to remove her foot from her aching sex and all Brittany could do was smile. "What is the matter? Can't handle a little foreplay." Brittany said before she would step off of her other foot so to put all of her body weight on Natasha's sex. Brittany would then swing her other foot over to step onto Natasha's chest. Brittany would then be standing on top of Natasha with a smile on her face "This is where you belong bitch. writhing in pain beneath my feet." Brittany said before spitting at Natasha's face.

Natasha squirmed to no avail beneath the foot of the viper, her hands gripping the woman's ankle firmly yet no matter how hard she tugged upon it Natasha just couldn't even budge it thanks to all the weight on that leg. Groaning from both the pain and the exertion of trying to pry her feet away from her sex, Natasha answered Brittany's question with a pained yelp as the blonde woman put all of her weight upon that foot for a few seconds. Natasha struggled to sit up, thinking if she could just push against Brittany she could force her off of her sex, but as she lifted her head Brittany pressed her other foot down hard upon the french woman's breasts, pinning her back to the mat.

Natasha now frantically tugged on the foot standing on her chest but before she knew whether it would work or not Brittany spat on her face, Natasha's eyes widening from the insult. "And you belong face down on the mat!" Natasha shouted back in reply as she drove her fist into the back of the woman's knees, hoping to make her leg buckle as she twisted her body to the left, giving her leg a harsh tug as Natasha tried to bring Brittany crashing down onto her front. Clutching Brittany's ankle she would try to then wrap her legs around the woman's leg to keep her laying face down while she applied an ankle lock.

Brittany began to twist her foot into Natasha's breasts after she pit on Natasha "Bold words from the bitch who is flat on her back." Brittany said as she would spit on Natasha's face one more time before she felt Natasha's fist slam into the back of her leg causing Brittany to fall forward onto her knees. Brittany grunted in pain as her knees slammed into the mat and as she tried to recover Brittany felt Natasha grab onto her leg and apply a ankle lock. "You fucking bitch let go of me." Brittany said as she would kick at Natasha with her free foot to try and get Natasha to let go.

Natasha was beginning to realize her best chance to claim a second victory over the champion was to keep her locked down in submission holds, if she could wear her down gradually then it didn't matter how tough Brittany was she wouldn't last long against her. "I don't think so." Natasha shouted back at the woman as she twisted her ankle harshly from side to side, doing as much damage as she could until she felt Brittany's foot smash into her chest. Grimacing from the sudden pain that erupted in her chest Natasha lashed out with her foot, driving it into Brittany's womanhood before she released her and crawled back away.

Brittany did not like the position she was in and she was going to take all her aggression out on Natasha's chest until the girl let go. Brittany couldn't help but smile as she felt Natasha's chest impacted against her foot but Brittany's victory wasn't long lived as Natasha kicked Brittany right but in her crotch. "Fucking bitch." Brittany yelled out as she clutched her womanhood as Natasha crawled away. "You are going to regret doing that you fucking cocksucking whore."

Natasha managed to reach the ropes while Brittany was still running her mouth like usual, flinging insults that by this point in the match had long since lost any real bite, having become white noise to the french woman. Keeping herself facing the blonde woman Natasha reached back and grabbed onto the top rope, hoisting herself back up to her feet as quickly as she could, not wanting to give Brittany any more chances to attack her than she had to. "Just stop already, seriously how have you not grown tired of just shouting insults all the time?" Natasha said while shaking her head slowly, keeping one hand upon the top rope while she let her body recover somewhat after that last exchange.