Yep. And another challenger

Peach leaned down enough to have her lips just a twitch away from touching Jessie’s cunt. Jessie could feel the princess’ long blonde hair tickle at her cunt.

“Cum for me baby…” Peach whispered, her hot breath caressing Jessie’s pussy just before Peach bit down softly but directly on Jessie’s clit.

The bandit screamed bloody ****, Peach cooing softly as it vibrated her ass. Jessie came in a sharp squirt that reached the ropes, Peach sitting up off her gasping, lifeless opponent.

“Who’s the queen?” she said proudly, waving topless to her fans. Their enthusiastic cheers suddenly became warnings, Peach turning to find Princess Daisy running to the ring, sliding under the ropes. She wore a bright orange leotard with a tank top over the top half.

“Like you’re gonna be called the best while I’m around,” Daisy sneered, slapping Peach across the face and making the crowd “oooooh.”

“That’s no way to treat a lady of my stature!” Peach gasped, holding her cheek. She suddenly grabbed Daisy by the hair and yanked her head down as she bashed her knee up into her face. “THAT is!”