standard bout! let's roll!

Ann hardly got to running when Rosa moved in with speed of her own, backhanding her to the ground.
“I’ll try not to smear your makeup with my ass sweat,” she laughed, reaching down and grabbing her by the hair.
“I’ll see that you don’t,” Ann grunted back, face twisting in pain but shooting her foot up into Rosa’s vag. The big black woman moaned loudly and doubled over, Ann rising from the mat to hit her with a head butt to the nose. Big Mama screamed briefly, staggering back and holding her face.

Ann ran at her, spearing her in the gut while she was distracted and ramming her into the turnbuckle. The ring shook at the impact, but Ann stuck to her, sending fists sinking deep into the fat of her belly and breasts.