Diabla gets its done fast

Both women run towards each other.

Diabla ducks under Daphne's swing and runs to the ropes.

She immediately jumps on them, and jumps backwards as Daphne turned around and wraps her arm around Daphne's neck and slams her forward while she fell.

Daphne's neck snaps back and then falls backwards.

Diabla rolls Daphne's legs up and rips off her thong, there Diablo slides her fist into Daphne's pussy.

"Ahh!" Daphne cries as Diablo gets her hand down in there, all way past the wrist while Shawn counts.

1...

2...

"Fuck!" Daphne cries as she squirts all over herself and Diablo.

3!

The bell rings.

"And your winner..." Lisa yells, "Diabla Rosa!"

"And Diablo wins no questions asked!" Scot yells as Diabla gets her hand, dripping with pussy juice, raised by Shawna.

"Quick and simple. This is a woman who doesn't not mess around." April adds as Diabla pulls away from Shawna and puts her hands together in front of her and bows before leaving the ring.

"Well, if you enjoyed that quick match, great news. We still got some more coming up, next!" Scot exclaims.