Thunder thighs!

BATATATATATATA!!!

Chun-Li used her Lightning Kicks technique, the hypnotic bombardment of kicks nailing Marisa all over, peppering her with dozens of body bashing blows. Spit, sweat, and a little bit of blood sputtered out of Marisa’s face, as she was demolished by the harrowing offence. Her muscles gave in, allowing the full **** of each blow to rend her innards. While the wall of a woman could have put up a stronger defence, her sexual curiosity resulted in an uncontested beatdown. Marisa’s left eye swelled up and bruised blue as the final kick landed flush on her face. The brute’s limbs went stiff, her muscles went soft, and her footing was lost. Marisa’s mind was a haze, filled with pain and pleasure, while her body plummeted down to the ground.

HAZANSHU!!!

Marisa’s moistening lips were nailed straight-on by Chun-Li’s somersault axe kick, her groin quivering in distress. The agonizing pain ignited a sick sense of satisfaction below the belt, causing Marisa to lose all will to fight. She was wet clay for Chun-Li to mould to her liking. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were enjoying this.” Chun-Li pondered aloud, noticing the expression of bliss on Marisa’s usually stern face. Assuming her opponent was **** for more, the kind woman decided to indulge the whims of the Italian bruiser. Chun-Li grabbed Marisa’s large feet, spreading her legs wide, and raising her own modest-sized foot. The red-headed combatant looked on in horror, realizing just what predicament she allowed herself to get into. But the half-smirk that curled up on her lips was a blatant truth she couldn’t deny.

STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!

No longer able to hear the roar of the crowd, Marisa’s attention was completely on Chun-Li, whose foot was stomping a mudhole into her groin. Marisa’s body convulsed, her pussy getting pounded by the powerful legs of her tormentor. Marisa dug her hefty fingers into the dirt, the pain and pleasure consuming her every thought. The pulsing pangs of her pussy was accompanied by the thrilling throbs of her organs. The sexual excitement overtook the excruciating anguish, causing Marisa to openly moan and groan in elation. By the time Chun-Li’s last stomp landed, Marisa’s pussy lips were sopping wet, leaking through her trunks and dripping onto the dirt.

The boss of the Colosseum was already defeated, her ability to fight competently was diminished by her eagerness to explode. Chun-Li had other things in mind for her hapless victim however, deciding to taunt and further debase her powerful foe. “You poor thing, you’ve been living your life as a dom, when in reality you’re actually a sub. Why don’t I teach you how to perform in that role adequately.” Chun-Li taking on the role of teacher, something she was known to do often. The big-bootied woman mounted her prey, placing one hand on Marisa’s vibrating cunt, while she climbed up to her lips. Marisa trembled more intensely the closer Chun-Li got to her lips, the master’s sympathy and willingness to educate was sending Marisa into a lust-induced frenzy.