Amelia traps her quickly

Kimmy ran in, her and Amelia trading hard blows in the middle of the ring. Amelia stunned her with a knee to the stomach, doubling her over and locking her legs around Kimmy’s neck. She squeezed her head between her thighs and reached behind her, grabbing her thong and pulling up in a wedgie that cut into her vag.

Kimmy yelled and struggled, clawing at Amelia’s legs under her dress. The bride growled in pain, but kept her hold, Kimmy just spreading the oil over them more. She grabbed the back of her bikini top and tore it off, throwing it aside. She threw punches under Kimmy’s body to hammer her tits like hanging speedbags, making her scream even more.