Mama

Tara took two steps forward and Mama quickly threw her glass of wine into Tara's face.

"HEY!" Tara yelped as she grabbed her stinging eyes.

Mama then picked up the man she'd just been riding onto her shoulders and threw him at Tara, knocking her over. The man decided he'd better just get out of the way before he got hurt, but before Tara had a chance to get up Mama pounced on her.

"Hardcore division, honey, it's all fair."

Mama wrapped her legs around Tara's and spread them out wide in a grapevine. She put Tara's hands above her head, held her wrists in one hand and quickly yanked off Tara's T-shirt. Tara, who was very strong, easily yanked her arms free but she couldn't get her legs free of the grapevine.

Looking down at her half-captured opponent, Mama decided that before she tried anything fancy she needed to tire Tara out and take the fight out of her. She'd only wrestled the anti-bully once before and that was in a tag match, but she knew that Tara hated submitting and she'd have to be really hurt (or turned on) before she'd even think about it.

Mama wrapped her arms around Tara's head and hugged it into her cleavage as hard as she could, using her elbows to press her boobs together, trying to smother the younger girl. She lifted her hips up and slammed them down - but all that did was bruise her pelvis against Tara's rock hard abs.

The other thing was that unlike lesser opponents, Tara didn't panic. She yanked back on Mama's hair with one hand, and squeezed her ass with the other.