Amber's more than game

Amber grabbed Vicky's ankle as her face turned red under the **** pressure. Vicki laughed - at first. The laughter started fading as Amber, hanging onto the foot, began to push it away from her throat. With one final shove, she pushed Vicki over backwards and got to her own feet.

"Why, exactly, would you think biting me was smart? Thanks to you my clit hurts, I won't be able to have sex for a couple days at least, and do you think that's going to make me happy?

Vicki made a **** dive for her whip. She got her hands on it, but before she could do anything, Amber stepped on it, pinning it to the ground. For one of the first times since anyone saw her join the Sex Wrestling Federation, Amber wasn't smiling.

"I'd rather fuck than fight, but since you had to go and do that, I guess I don't have anything holding me back from hurting you, do I?"