Chichi has a trap set

Chichi moved in tactfully on Mama Luv, arms at the ready. Mama approached her with a slow, deliberate confidence that made the cheerleader hesitate. The teen finally lashed out for Mama, Karen grabbing her arm and tossing her past herself. She was left wide open for a blow from Mama?s breasts to the back of her head.

Chichi toppled to the mat, Mama?s significant weight advantage suddenly pressing down on her back. Chichi grunted as Mama ground her ass against her spine before lifting her skirt up. ?Let?s see what that tiny pussy tastes like, hm?? Mama teased, wasting no time in this match. She knew that once you had Chichi hit hard, she wasn?t much of a challenge.

She slid off Chichi?s panties, ready to take a lick as soon as they were down. Just as Chichi had hoped. Mama caught sight of a small plastic device just before it sprayed a thick green mist in her face. A splash the size of a book was blasted across her face, making her wail in pain and rub the sight back into her eyes to no avail. She staggered blindly, cursing in pain while Chichi confidently stood back up.

Lisa made a scene of cleaning her nails in the corner while this all happened, much to the crowd?s protests.