Standard match: Tomoko (debut) v Aella

[TheSuitedOwl]

With her knee having pounded enough of Aella's belly to send her collapsing onto the floor. Tomoko would start to understand where that sudden sense of arrogance and superiority Aella liked to flaunt was coming from. it was excelerating! Add the large crowd of fans cheering you on and suddenly her fellow Milf would look less like a woman she had very complicated feeling about and more like a big juice target to abuse!

No wonder her trainer had kept insisting that the real deal would be a whole lot different than her training but she didn't really understand what exactly they had meant until now! With Aella's head resting rather pathetically against her fit stomach. "Lowkey...you look kinda hot." Tomoko admitted. A noticeable husk in her voice as she grew excited at the prospect of dominating and controlling Aella for the rest of the match. While she proceeded to wrap a tight arm around her opponent's head.

Then after lifting her back to her feet, she would reach for Aella's shorts and set her up for a vertical suplex! "Think they call this one Karma."

[Bare]

Aella groaned softly as she laid on her opponent's stomach, the sheer force behind the woman's uppercut having caught her off guard and leaving her breathless, and a little bit nauseous. More than vulnerable to whatever Tomoko may have wanted to do next. A position that Tomoko evidently took great pleasure in as she seemed to flirt lightly with her before grabbing her tights and hauling Aella up, making her eyes widen slightly as she was. "Whoa!" Aella cried out in shock, legs waving about as she was held up, only able to squint her eyes shut and brace herself for the drop she knew was coming!