Casey falters

The bell rings and both wrestlers circle each other.

Baroness looks cool and focused while Casey is sweating and seems as if she has a hard time concentrating.

Both rush to each other and clash hard to each other, gripping hands.

“A style of strength.” Debbie says, “I know that Baroness is strong, but Casey has proven to be stronger be...”

Before Debbie could Baroness knees Casey in the stomach

Casey falters as Baroness grabs in a bear hug and starts smothering her in her breasts.

The Cowgirl struggles as Baroness starts to slink her head underneath her breasts and start to bite Casey’s head while she shakes Casey up and down.

“It looks like Baroness has Casey in a Thorny Crown.” Scot yells.

Casey struggles till the referee pulls them apart after sensing something wrong.

“That’s...that’s impossible.” Debbie cries, “Casey should’ve held her own. She’s about strong as Mama!”

Casey holds her head and looks at the blood that sprinkles on her fingers. Baroness just smirks as she licks her lips

“Well, Casey did look a little sick when she entered the ring.” Scot adds while Casey shakes her head, trying to stop the world from spinning while she felt her thong getting soak with how wet her pussy is.