Entering the Snake Pit: Estelle Etoile vs Lydia Donelle

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Standard Match: Winner to be declared by pinfall, submission or knockout.

Lydia grunted softly as she stretched out her arms, preparing for her match against a relatively new talent her age tonight. A woman by the name of Estelle Etoile, the so called Eternal Starlight. Lydia found it cute in all honesty that a woman her age would call herself something like that but no matter. All that mattered to her was that she would bring this would be new comer to heel and made her understand the hierarchy in LAW. Standing up Lydia would make her way to the guerilla position, preparing herself with a ready smirk on her face as soon her entrance music would begin to play over the speakers for her arrival.

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Making her arrival in front of the LAW crowd Lydia would smirk widely despite the resounding boos and negative reaction she received doing so. After all she was a known heel, and no one liked her. Well minus the wolf whistles and cheers that she got for her body in her reveaing two piece attire. While she may be in her fourties she looked god damn good for her age. Strutting her way down the ramp to the ring Lydia would climb the steps into the apron, posing once more for the crowd before stepping through the ropes and into the ring, posing once more before turning to lean against her corner to wait for her opponent to come down and join her.

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Estelle Etoile stepped out onto the stage as her entrance music filled the arena. The cobalt-blue lights washed over her as she walked with graceful poise down the ramp, the shimmering one-piece leotard clinging tightly to every lush curve of her body. Massive breasts swayed gently with each step, thick powerful thighs and wide hips moving with theatrical elegance. She blew soft kisses to the crowd, teal eyes sparkling with warm affection as the fans welcomed the familiar newbie milf.

Estelle Etoile!

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“Mmm… hello, my darlings,” she purred once she reached the ring, climbing the steps before stepping through the ropes. She stood tall in the center for a moment, one hand resting on her thick hip while the other gestured elegantly toward the audience.

Estelle then turned her attention toward Lydia, a smile curving her lips as she took in the heel waiting in the opposite corner. She walked slowly toward her own corner, hips swaying, and rested a hand on the top rope while looking across the ring with open interest.“And you must be my opponent for the night… such a presence already. I do hope you’re ready for me to take very good care of you tonight, darling.” She said, with a wink.