some fall, some reign

Becky shot a kick into Melissa’s knee, dropping her to the mat. She stomped away at her, keeping her down and flailing desperately to catch Becky’s limbs. She managed to trip her up, dropping her to the mat next to her. Becky clawed at her while she lunged for her, ignoring the bites and scratches to lock her muscular arms around Becky’s neck, working her way behind her.

Power Molly squared off with Reina in the meantime, trading taunting swings now and then but not making much progress. Reina suddenly dropped to the mat, wrapping her legs around Molly’s ankles and bringing her down into an ankle lock. Molly struggled to break out before she came face to face with Reina as she leaned forward.

Reina grinned, but Molly immediately reached out and grabbed her lips between her fingers, forcing her mouth shut. Reina’s cheeks puffed out, her eyes glazing over as her head lolled limply and green liquid dripped gently from her red lips.

“Can’t be a one trick pony, you miserable dullard,” Molly chuckled smugly. She slid her foot free and rubbed it up against the crotch of Reina’s costume, making her squirm and sudden wail in ecstasy. Molly didn’t have to do much to get her started enough to start rubbing herself, masturbating in the middle of the ring regardless of her opponents. She turned back to the remaining two obstacles between her and the perfect prey.