Let's go!

You stand in the ring across from Black Widow, who is wearing her tight leather jumpsuit as she lounges in her corner, D-cup breasts nearly bursting from their tight prison as she smugly smiles over at you. She slowly, deliberately lifts a hand and makes a "V" with two fingers, running her tongue lasciviously between them before reaching down to grab her thick, hard leather bulge as she holds your gaze, making your face heat as you feel your pussy start to slick in your ridiculous red booty shorts and your nipples start to poke through the fabric of your matching sports bra. You bite your lip and press your thighs together slightly as the bell rings, hoping she doesn't notice. Black Widow strides toward you, blocking you into your own corner as she presses her breasts dominantly against yours, casually sliding a hand down your shorts and rubbing her fingers against your pussy before pulling her hand back out and licking your arousal off her fingers.

"Delicious. I can't wait to make you squeal like the subby little whore you are in front of everyone." She purrs in your ear, breasts squashing yours against your ribs as she leans in closer.