both girls fight hard

Delisha grabbed a trash can and rushed at Tikka. With one quick sweep of her weapon, Tikka smacked the makeshift weapon out of her hand, swept her feet from underneath her, and knocked her onto her back. Tikka quickly thrust one end of the dildo staff into Delisha’s mouth, making her gag as she thrust it down her throat.

“Brute **** won’t beat me, friend,” Tikka informed, shifting her position to plant a foot on Delisha’s crotch. She used her toes to nimbly unzip Delisha’s shorts and toss them away. She had just started to rub her foot over the crotch of the rocker’s thong when Delisha suddenly tangled her legs around Tikka’s, bringing her to the mat.

The Irish fighter took the staff from her mouth, spitting as she put her strength into her legs to squeeze Tikka’s. Delisha reached back and grabbed a nearby belt, flipping Tikka onto her back. She wrapped the belt around Tikka’s neck, **** her as she pulled back towards her and lifting her knees up. She balanced Tikka on her knees, driving them into her back as she balanced her in a modified ceiling hold while the belt pulled her knees into her back.