Jennifer focuses on the bottoms

Jennifer doubted she would get anywhere with a complicated plan, so she went for straight and simple: Get those bottoms off! Even if it was a stray grab like how she got Monica’s top off, it would still count as a win for the fledgling wrestler.

The clock rolled over the minute and their match was on!

“Two minutes!” Monica called out, urging Jen to come at her while assuming a defensive stance.

Not having to worry about losing points by getting pussy grabbed, Jen moved in with no fear. She charged forward and lunged herself at Monica. The more experienced wrestler crouched low and caught the charge, pushing her weight down to drop Jen on the ground. She wrapped her arm around Jen’s head to keep her there.

Jen easily pulled out of the headlock before Monica could cinch it in. Not missing a beat, she jumped onto Monica’s back, facing her bottom, and tried for the bikini. Monica pushed her back, sliding through her legs and escaped as well. It was becoming quite apparent that the oil was making holds almost impossible.

When they both got up, Jen threw herself at Monica again, but the brunette caught her hands and they fell into a test of strength. Being bigger, Monica would have come out on top if it weren’t for the fact that the oil had gotten onto her feet. She slipped down to one knee and Jen wrapped her arms around the woman’s waist. Hugging the therapist’s midsection, the strawberry blonde then clamped her fingers around the strings of Monica’s bikini bottoms. Monica clasped them too and they wrestled for control.

Monica’s breasts smacked against Jen’s face as tried to wriggle free while keeping her bikini intact. Jen managed to inch the thin fabric down, exposing Monica's puffy pink peach! Seeing this, the vet wrapped her legs around Jen’s waist to keep her from pulling them down any further. They rolled around and Monica managed to slip through, but Jen squeezed as hard as she could in a bear hug all the way down. By the time Monica was free, her thong was dangling on her knees!

This was Jen’s big opportunity! She grabbed for the beachwear, but Monica was quicker! She lifted her legs up, lifting the bottoms out of reach. Jennifer caught a handful of Monica’s cooch instead.

“Oh!” Monica purred, blushing slightly. She squeezed her legs and slid herself back. Jen’s hand slipped out.

Monica sat up to pull her bottoms back on and Jen scrambled to stop her. The petite blonde ran up to grab her opponent by the legs, but Monica rolled back and hiked her knees up to her chest as Jen landed on top of her. The experienced wrestler used the momentum to toss Jen onto her back. Jen gasped as the air got knocked out of her body! She needed a second to recover, but that was all Monica needed to get on top.

Jennifer felt the body weight of the larger wrestler press down on her and she tried to wriggle free. As she moved her body, she could feel counter pressure keeping her down. She glanced over and saw Monica had pulled her bottoms up and was using a combination of her footing and weight to keep the smaller woman down. Monica had her legs spread out like two ends of a tripod, with her body acting as the anchor. Every time Jen tried to twist and squeeze herself free, Monica would shift her weight and adjust her position to thwart her. Even with the slippery oil still coating their bodies, the former pro was still able to maintain body control over the young rookie.

Jen found herself breathing heavily. The sudden outburst of activity had physically drained her and she didn’t have much strength to fight back anymore. She noticed that Monica’s breathing was strained as well though. She seemed to be exerting a lot of energy maintaining body control over her smaller opponent. {Nick} looked at the time. Not even a minute had passed yet. This was to her advantage. She just needed a few seconds to catch her breath, then she could make another attempt at the thong.

Monica wasn’t about to let up though. She used the slight respite in their struggle to get an even better position over Jen. She got firmly onto Jen’s back and wrapped her arms and legs around the petite wrestler like a constrictor. The direct flesh to flesh contact was making it even harder for Jen to breathe. She writhed and shivered at the feel of the other woman’s warm body pressed against hers.

“Mmm… I am going to have so much fun with you after this…” she teased through heavy breaths. Jen could feel the other woman’s hand grope her breasts and let out an involuntary moan. She reached back and felt around for the bikini string, but Monica was wise to this and rolled onto her back, wrapping her arms around Jen’s like twine. Jennifer’s body was splayed out and exposed. She would die of embarrassment if someone were to walk in on this!

Monica soon realized that this was a mistake though, as Jen managed to slip her arm through Monica’s grasp thanks to the body oil. The wrestling vet didn’t let up though and was on top of her opponent once again, pushing her flat to the mat. Jen squirmed underneath her opponent, wriggling free before Monica could get her weight completely on top of her. Things quickly degraded into a slopfest with each woman grasping onto the other only to have their oily bodies slip through.

Jennifer found herself face first on the mat, feeling Monica’s perked up nipples pressing into her back. There was a sharp smack against the young woman’s backside as Monica was dishing out punishment mid-match with a firm butt slap!

Jen yelped and twisted around until they were in a 69 position. She looked up at Monica’s bikini, so close, but so far! Monica trapped her arms, preventing her from ripping them off. To further pin her down, Monica planted her hips onto Jen’s face. This didn’t deter the young upstart though. She grabbed the fabric between her teeth and tried to gnaw through it. Monica squashed the **** attempt by smothering Jen with her pussy!

Jennifer flailed about underneath the weight of the massage therapist. She tried to squeeze out again, but her arms were pinned by Monica’s knees and her hips were being lifted in the air, preventing her from getting any leverage. She felt another sharp smack connect to her ass cheek and braced for more punishment. Monica let her go.

Jen sat up, catching her breath. She looked over at Monica. The half naked brunette had rolled onto her back and was panting heavily. Jen then checked the time. Her two minutes were up.