Amber's up, but has to fight for that win

Amber managed to get up, scaling the guard rail and leaping off it in an elbow drop. She bashed into Kitty’s gut, making her yowl noisily. Amber climbed on top of her to try for a submission hold, but the scrawny kitten was like a greased snake. She slipped from her grasp and wound up behind her, suddenly on Amber’s back on the arena floor.

“No more prancin’ around,” Kitty huffed. Kitty leaned down to Amber’s ass, launching a three-front attack. Reaching under to Amber’s belly, she fingered her swiftly, going as far as nipping gently at Amber’s clit with her nail now and then. She also started to lick along Amber’s anus, her tongue gently and passionately probing her ass. Her tail wrapped around Amber’s neck, **** her slightly before the tail stuck down Amber’s throat, **** her more while also acting like a dick in her mouth as it drove in and out.

Amber gargled softly, her eyes rolling back at the rapid stimulation. Kitty was pacing herself to keep it up all night if she had to, and she’d have to **** out eventually. If she kept the hold.