Oscar takes on Jezebel easily

Jezebel throws her hat into the corner and goes to met Oscar in the center of the ring.

Both wrestlers hold their hands up and Jezebel throws a couple jabs in which Oscar dodges or parries before he throws a couple punches of his with Jezebel only blocking a few but most make it to her face, driving her back.

"Don't compete with Senor Hoya on his grounds, Ms. Heart, you will lose." April advises as Oscar throws a couples more punches to her head and breasts.

Jezebel can barely stand on her feet when Oscar grabs her by the hair and bends her over the ropes. He takes out his dick from his shorts, stroke it and slides it into Jezebel's pussy.

"Ohh!" Jezebel moans as Oscar grabs her by the hair and pulls it back while she grips onto the ropes.

"And it looks like Oscar Hoya is taken his prize before the match is over."

"At this point, Mr. Stevens it might be." April adds.

"Ahhh!" Jezebel cries as her eyes roll to the back of her head as she cums before Oscar flips her around and lifting one leg puts his cock into her pussy again, making them look face to face as he grabs her tits and mold them under his strong hands with his hard cock sliding in and of Jezebel.

Jezebel leans back and cries as her body betrays her as she lets out another orgasm. Oscar, still thrusting away, presses his face into Jezebel's tits and motorboats them as he lifts Jezeble up. Jezebel cries again as Oscar groans, filling her pussy full of his hot cum before slamming her down onto the mat.