Moira Pandela Vs. Emma Wright - Big Beginnings

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Moving with keen intent to grapple Emma tightly herself, Moira found her smaller but no less powerful nor curvaceous foe moving a shade quicker than she could stop. Moving with her hands to grip Emma's shoulders, she could but struggle as her bustier foe gripped upon her wrists, forcing her figure atop the brunettes in an effort to pin her.

"Ghh...no..Emma...!" She'd shriek out, head shaking from left and right as she feared not the weight of Emma upon her stomach, but more of what her foe could do when sat upon her. With next to no response possible from her position, given it was evident to those in the audience and perhaps Emma both that Moira had next to no experience on being in the bottom posture, all the brunette could do was violently shake and squirm, blushing at her scenario with every ounce of her jiggling!

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With some fight, Emma managed to get on top straddling her busty foe. She could immediately feel Moira violently throwing herself around underneath, but seemingly without a good sense of purpose, her moves not doing too much to actually dislodge Emma. However, even so, Moira's large frame was still brushing against Emma's crotch, eliciting several excited panting, moaning sounds. "Stay Still!" She commanded Moira, her voice clearly betraying her inner conflict with part of her just wanting to stay like this.

After a bit however Emma finally managed to concentrate and slowly tried to slide forward, moving brushing her crotch past Moira's breasts, and in the end trying to place her knees on Moira's arms, lowering herself in a facesit. She was hoping to end the match now before she became too excited to continue wrestling.

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At first believing the situation couldn't have possibly gotten worse, what with such a heavy yet cute figure atop her tummy, Moira found her eyes widening even more so as Emma opted to put an end on this match altogether. Feeling Emma's heavy legs slide up her sides, evidently looking for her arms, Moira would try as she could to bring them up past her head, despite such not offering respite. If anything, it would just allow Emma more options when moving her lower half closer and closer to Moira's head!

"Mphh..get off..!" Purrs mixed with moans of pain given the giant rear that now mushed her chest, Moira's efforts to kick and buck the heavyweight off were not deterred, if becoming a little tiresome. Pushing her legs as much as she could against the mat, she'd attempt to not bridge, but somewhat roll her figure, hoping she could save herself in this match-up yet!

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Emma was determined to finish up this match. As Moira squirmed under her she reached forward with her arms, grabbing onto Moira's, holding her down on the mat as she slowly inched forward. She continued moaning and grunting with effort as Moira struggled, the sexy wrestler touching Emma on her most sensitive area. "No." She replied firmly as she finally managed to reach her target and set her rear down.

Her wrestling suit was already soaked through at her crotch so Moira would feel the moisture and a strong smell as Emma pressed down on her face. At the same time, Emma released one more powerful moan, as instead of the occasionally touching this time Moira's face sunk into her crotch deeply, the girl disappearing completely. between the massive thighs. Her well-defined features pressed right into Emma's crotch.

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Despite being lighter, Emma was far from actually light. Moira's overconfidence in fighting said lighter, yet bustier figure, had lead her into such a position; one she had seemingly no hopes of escaping. Had she been fresh, she would have been playful, even cocky, with such a ample rear placed over her face. But at her current state, she simply had no effort left in her, not even to muster a small push. Something she sensed Emma knew by now.

Face well and truly pressed into the bustier figures crotch, with her features now hidden from the crowd, Moira would blush as far as her cheeks could bare. She'd lost before, surprisingly so given her size, but rarely to a move such as this. Never before had a woman literally sat a submission from her. Until today, it seemed.

"O..Okay..." She'd groan, a single hand clapping slowly in her best effort at a tapping motion on her own palm, as the final breathes began to force themselves from her lungs. Her defeat brought about a simple, yet rather sexy submission, Moira could but gasp upon the canvas, as her eyes trailed to the ceiling with a somewhat thick, if tired grin to her face!

Victory Via Submission: Emma Wright