Juice and Bustules get their hits in.

Ms. H charges at Juice who does a handstand and lashes her legs around Ms. H’ s neck before whipping her to the mat.

The crowd screams in delight as Juice lands on top of her in a front face sit, making Ms. H smell her weed-smelling pants as Juice pulls up her skirt to reveal that Ms. H is wearing no panties.

Juice wiggles her eyebrows as she licks her fingers and starts to finger Ms. H’ s pussy.

Ms. H squirms underneath Juice as Juice’s fingers go deep inside her, getting some juices out of her till Juice feels someone’s hand on the back of her throat.

Juice turns around and sees Bustules. Before Juice could react Bustules lifts her up as if doing curls and then runs Juice into the turnbuckle, back first.”

“From my notes it looks like Juice suffered from Bustules Spartan Press.”

Bustles yelled in rage before turning to Ms. H who was pulling herself up. She grabs Ms. H by the throat. Ms. H tried to get out of it by beating Bustules’ hand, but Bustules was too strong. She then spreads Ms. H’s legs and drops her pussy first onto her knee.

“That was the Greek Fire! Greek Fire!” Scot yells as Ms. H rolls on the ground holding her pussy in pain.

“That’s what the former Bustules did!” Debbie yells.

Bustules is about to get on top of Ms. H when Juice comes and tries to clothesline Juice from behind.

Bustules turns around and clotheslines Juice even harder, knocking the poor girl to the ground. She then turns back to Ms. H.