No, she doesn't

Valerie regarded Anya as she caught her breath. Her opponent was on on her last legs. The problem was, so was she. This next exchange would decide both of their fates.

As had been the pattern in this fight, Anya lunged towards her, intending to grapple her. She was prepared for it this time. She took a step back to avoid her opponent's grasp.

She didn't account for one thing, though - her opponent wasn't exactly fighting fair.

Anya continued her momentum from her lunge forward. She landed, crouching as Valerie stepped back, her face right in front of Valerie's exposed pussy. She grabbed Valerie's ample butt, holding her in place, and buried her face in her crotch.

Valerie was taken aback as Anya started licking her pussy, with zealous ****. She couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure. For a moment, she forgot everything as she felt her legs become wobbly.

That moment proved costly for her.

Anya quickly kicked out her legs from under her. She moved on top of the fallen Valerie, so she was sitting directly on her face while pinning her hands to the ground. Valerie panicked, as she realized her entire upper body was immobilized.

She could taste Anya's wet pussy in her mouth. However, that wasn't a problem in itself - the problem was that her nose was blocked by her opponent's crotch. She began to turn blue, as despite her struggles, she was unable to free herself to breathe properly.

As her vision began to fade, she realized it was over. She tapped to signal her submission, accepting defeat.