Gothic Musk

Ann smiles, "Let's try one of my signature moves."

Tara, knowing what her partner is saying, "Ann be nice."

"What?" Ann shrugs her shoulders, "This poser can take it."

"Okay, loser." She grabs your shoulders and turns to face her, "You want to see more of me, here's your change. Remember to fall down when you hit the post."

"Wait…what…" Before you could say anything else Ann push you into the ring post.

You remember what the goth wrestler told you and slide down, as you back stings a little bit from hitting the post.

Before you could figure out what is going on you see Ann coming after you and get a face load of her pussy as she slams into her.

But the darkness and the smell of pussy wouldn't let off as Ann has wrapped her legs around the post and holding herself against your head.

"Okay, loser." She leans out as she makes sure to have a really good grip on the post, "How you get out of this. Remember. Either you get out of it or faint. Either way you are still a poser."