Alexa, but it backfires

Guided with perfect precision, Alexa immediately hooks her thumbs into Sasha’s ring gear pulling them down two or so inches to give the crowd a glimpse of Sasha’s red thong.

Sasha delivers a sharp elbow to Alexa, sending her flying backwards before she could expose more of her foe. Landing on her back it gives Sasha as chance to readjust her shorts, all to a chorus of boos.

She looks around and smiles at them, nodding her head and looking to a prone Alexa. She runs over and sits down on her chest, straddling her despite Alexa’s attempts to push her off.

Sasha then reaches down to her shorts and pulls at an exposed stitch. A couple of inches of stitching come away, it’s small enough that Alexa doesn’t even realise.

Sasha then leaps off her, back to a corner ready for Alexa to fight back