Miss H keeps strong

Boss Bitch was trapped in the camel clutch as Miss H ripped off her panties and started to pump her fingers into BB’s snatch. She moaned and writhed beneath her, getting off for a few seconds when Miss H grabbed her ruler, slapping BB square on the clit.

“Filthy SLUT! Can’t even keep your clothes on in the ring…”
“You’re OOH ripping them off, you skank!”
“Enough of your excuses!” She smashed BB’s face into the mat, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her across the ring.

Miss H dragged Boss Bitch up to the crib, slamming her face against the bar and holding it there. She dragged her face across the bars, scraping her face against them as she laughed cruelly.