Wait for the right moment.

Kitty takes a moment to address the crowd, waving and posing for pictures. This is your chance to turn the tide. You struggle to your feet, hands still clutching your pearls, as you stumble about. You shake off the pain, ignore the erection, and charge at your opponent.

Kitty notices right away and drops down. You leap over her and bounce off the opposite ropes. You throw out an arm, but she ducks under. You bounce off the ropes again and put out both arms in hopes of catching her unawares. She leaps into the air, to hit you with a lou thesz press, except she jumps too high. Instead, her crotch rams right into your face, bringing you both down to the mat.

Kitty lands on top of you, crotch smothering your face, as you body crashes down on the mat. She grabs a handful of your hair to keep you in place. “Oops, my bad. But now that we’re here...” Kitty says with a bashful smile, as she starts grinding her groin up against your face. You slam your hands on her ass, trying to push her off, but all you get is a handful of her glorious ass cheeks.

Suzuki’s grinding intensifies, as she herself gets a little horny, letting out little moans of pleasure. Your moans are stuffed by the soft crotch currently in your face. You can taste the sweat from her singlet on your tongue and lips as her slit peeks through the singlet. You instinctively stick out your tongue to get a small taste of her pussy, but the gyrating of her hips slams the back of your head against the mat.

The hold on your head gets tighter, as her humping gets stronger. Your head is rocked by Kitty’s crotch, your face is shoved deep into her crotch. Your erection being poking out from the top of your speedo. The crowd erupts into cheers at the sight of your member. Kitty reaches back and grabs hold of your red hot cock, pumping it and stroking it in rhythm with her hip thrusts.

When you feel like you can’t take anymore, and are about to bust a nut, Kitty gets off of you. Saliva from your lips clings to her crotch as she gets to her feet. Your face is red and flushed, and your eyes are glazed over. Your chest rises up and down with each labored breath. You are incapable of fighting back at this point, and are at the complete mercy of your foe.