Some fisting

Both women clash with each other as soon as the bell rings.

They struggle for dominance when Kelly pulls away and punches Vicki in the face, Vicki is taken back as Kelly grabs Vicki's top and rips it off.

Vicki tries to cover up but Kelly pulls her hands away and starts slapping Vicki's tits.

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

"And it looks like Vicki's modesty is going to cost her." Katie says as Vicki falls to the ropes, her tits beet red."

"There's no modesty in sex wrestling." Dixie adds, "Or shame."

Kelly grabs Vicki by the hair and slams her face first into the canvas.

She then rolls Vicki onto her back and places her arm on her neck, holding her down as she slides her fingers into Vicki's pussy.

"Oh god!" Vicki cries as she feels Kelly's hand turn into a fist inside her. There Kelly starts to thrust in and out of her.

People cheered as Kelly's thrusts become faster while Vicki's cries of pleasure became louder.

"And we have some fisting!" Katie yells.

"A different pin then I'm use to." Dixie says.

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