No! The golden mist does!

The mysterious Kenya evilly smiled, while pulling something out of her tight-fitting top and flings it at Ashley’s head. Before the punky femme fatale can react, a thick cloud of gold mist explodes in face.

The flabbergasted rocker babe wavers in total shock on her knees for several seconds in gasping confusion. Her head is momentarily hidden in the drifting gold fog. Then Ashley slowly crumples backward on the mat gagging and coughing with **** rasps on the gold mist.

“....haulkk...(cough, cough)....whhh...(wheeze)... haakkk...what’ve.....yuh... you’ve...(cough)..done..?”

The groaning Punk Princess then clutches her belly tightly and curls over on her side in the fetal position, crippled in pain from wrenching stomach spasms Her skin is flushed, she is sweating profusely, her eyes stare out in half lidded doped mess, her mouth slack and her tongue hanging over her pink luscious pierced lips, the staggered Diva abruptly begins to feel as week as a little kitten.

The exotic beauty grins wolfishly, before She circles the crumpled punk hero with a dancing, energetic boxing style, feinting and shuffling with gleeful anticipation of the drubbing she is about to unload on her heavily handicapped opponent.

“Oww.....owww......ohh.....owwww.....” The Playboy Cover girl is first kicked severely in the kidney, She arches her back and cries out in agony, flopping around on the mat and trying to reach her lower back with both hands. Kenya's brutality is as efficient as it is demeaning, as this exposes the crotch of Ash's red silk panties which is slightly discolored with sweat.

Kenya then kneels down, and without warning, delivers a stunning punch to Ashley’s crotch, her knuckle driving into the cleft of the rocker babe's Silk covered pussy with a sickening, squashing slap of bone on flesh.

“Oww! Uhhhhnnn.....ohhhhh.....yuhh....coward....” Ashley mumbles, Grasping her crotch and rubbing it to ease the agony

The Evil Golden Vixen then reaches over, grabbing a wad of Ashley's halter top Creasing the black fabric and also revealing some of the grimacing blonde's under-cleavage that was gleaming wetly with Rivulets of sweat.

“...Wruulggkk.....sss...stuh....stup...STOP...!” Ashley's croaking voice barks out as her incredible body was hoisted off the mat just by her thin wrinkled top, all the way onto her wobbling, unsteady legs, Kenya then pulling to throw her Sexy punk foe across the ring, up against the turnbuckles.