Miss H intervenes

Amazon paraded Boss Bitch around the ring, lifting her off her feet by one breast as she flexed the other, kissing her biceps for the crowd and flexing her pecs to make her breasts bounce.

“Enough bullshit, let me have a piece of the old bat,” Ilsa barked from her corner. But Amazon kept showboating. It was only when she passed by Miss H that she was interrupted, the teacher kicking the giantess in the knee and toppling her.

Miss H entered the ring without bothering to tag. She removed her own skirt and wrapped it around Amazon’s neck, digging her knee into her back as she pulled it back to strangle her.

“I’ve had enough of your ill behavior,” she growled as she kicked Amazon’s back, forcing the **** on even harder as she demolished the muscle queen.