Dolly's in DEEP trouble

The girls locked hands, and almost instantly Dolly was pushed back. She tried to roll over on top of Sheana, but the jungle girl kept the roll going and ended up on top of Dolly. Dolly threw a bodyscissor up around Sheana, getting her to growl in pain - but Sheana grabbed Dolly by the back of the head and the throat, bringing her up for a rough french kiss, completely ignoring the bodyscissor.

Tiring of the kiss, Sheana threw Dolly back first to the ring, and then, because of the oil, relatively easily pushed Dolly's legs down off her. Before Dolly could do anything, Sheana grabbed her around the waist, lifted her into the air and slammed her down chest first near the middle of the ring. Instead of changing her hold, she just tightened her arms down in a bearhug. The muscles, almost unnoticable when she wasn't flexing, appeared suddenly, gleaming in the light and the oil. Dolly gasped, her air suddenly cut off.

Sheana's blue eyes were filled with lust as she rolled over, dragging Dolly with her. She repeated this, throwing Dolly all over the ring, dominating her while barely doing anything. Suddenly she shifted her grip to just under Dolly's breasts. She hungrily licked the back of Dollys' neck and the side of her face as Dolly, helpless to get away from her, whimpered in a panic.

"Wow." Tanya wasn't easily impressed, but this was doing it for her. "Sheana's making it look effortless."

"She hasn't even used her legs yet." Elena Harding said, both sympathizing with and envying Dolly.