Michelle Bennett-Ashford vs. Holly Matheson - Mommies Battle

[PrinceArjuna332]

Having thrown Holly down with a belly-to-belly suplex, Michelle would take a second to look at her opponent before she bent down, grabbing her by her head. She would force Holly to get back up to her feet as she would remain standing behind her. From there, she would start setting the other woman up into a submission hold, which was an abdominal stretch.

"You've quite a nice body, dear..." Michelle complimented Holly's body even as she subjected her to the abdominal stretch, even bringing one of her hands to one of Holly's boobs, giving it a tentative squeeze. "I'd love to trade points between mothers, but... well, match comes first." Ever since she became a mother, Michelle seemed to have grown a bit nicer, though she still found delight in tormenting her opponents.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Ooohhh …” Holly moaned, moving an arm to rub at her lower back. Arching her spine, Holly’s chest thrust upward, the British Bombshell tried to roll over so she could get some space. With Michelle looming over her, Holly realized she had nowhere to run to.

“Ohh, no,” Holly whimpered, as Michelle pulled her up into position. Grunting as her body was twisted and her arms trapped, Holly squirmed in the first moments of the abdominal stretch, giving what little pitiful resistance she was able to offer. Holly winced as Michelle squeezed a breast, adding to Holly’s overall sense of helpless humiliation.

“AAAAAGH!” Holly cried out, as her spine was twisted and her body was cranked into the abdominal stretch! Holly shook her head, and tried to press back against the hold, but Michelle had her locked in. “No! No, I won’t give up!” Holly shouted to the referee, as she continued to try to fight back against the dominant woman.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Subjecting Holly to an abdominal stretch, Michelle would continue putting the other woman's body through the wringer, clearly enjoying the sounds of her cries as she tried to endure the hold. Of course, Michelle knew that she couldn't maintain the hold for long, so after a while, she would eventually relinquish the abdominal stretch, freeing Holy from the hold, though she was far from done with her.

"I see... well, I suppose I will have to hurt you more, then." Michelle said nonchalantly as she would wrap her arms around Holly's waist from behind before she hoisted her up, throwing her over and sending her down onto the mat with a German suplex. Upon impact, Michelle would release her hold, letting Holly go before she quickly got on her knees so that she could see how her opponent was faring after that.

[Luncha_Libre]

“Augh,” Holly moaned, taking a deep breath as Michelle released the abdominal stretch. Chest heaving, Holly took a step away from Michelle. The British Bombshell reached for the ropes, hoping to have something to steady herself against as she tried to recover. However, Michelle wasn’t letting that happen.

“Wait, no!” Holly cried out, eyes widening as she felt Michelle’s arms catch her around the waist. Holly’s ample bust heaved heavily as she tried to lunge away, but there was no chance. Michelle yanked Holly up overhead with ease, swinging the Bombshell up and over with the German suplex! Holly hit the mat hard, landing full on her head and shoulders with her thick ass up in the air, legs folded over her body!

“Oooh, my head …” Holly whimpered, trying to roll out of the hold. Bleary-eyed and stunned, Holly’s attempts at getting up were clumsy at best. Eventually, Holly would push herself up to her knees. Her attempts to get any higher, however, were a failure, as the British Bombshell would simply stay on her knees, arms at her sides. Body swaying, a blank, dumb look on her face, Holly tried to reorient herself to the ring before it was too late …

[PrinceArjuna332]

After bringing Holly down with a German suplex, Michelle took her time looking at Holly, who rolled out of her embarrassing position. Chuckling, Michelle would approach Holly, who was currently on her knees before she grabbed her by her head, forcing her to get back up to her feet. "Come on, these people aren't paying for their tickets just to see you staying down like that." Michelle chided Holly before she sent her running towards the ropes with an Irish whip.

Once Holly hit the ropes and rebounded from them, Michelle would hold out her right arm, looking to hit her with a clothesline, knocking her down onto the mat.

[Luncha_Libre]

“AH!” Holly grunted as Michelle took her by the head and yanked her roughly back onto her feet. The British Bombshell pressed a hand into her lower back, trying to work out the pain in her spine. Unfortunately, that made her unable to defend herself as Michelle whipped her to the ropes, sending the Brit bouncing and bounding across the ring into the opposite ropes.

“UGHN!” Holly grunted as Michelle’s extended clothesline squished Holly’s bouncing breasts, knocking her to the canvas! Struggling, Holly rolled to her side, scrambling to get up to her feet. The British Bombshell was flushed, embarrassment evident on her face as she got up on shaky legs, arms windmilling to find her balance. Michelle was right, Holly couldn’t stay on her back … but right now rushing up to her feet wasn’t feeling like it was a good idea, either!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Hitting Holly with a clothesline, Michelle grinned as she looked at her opponent who was knocked down. Chuckling, she would walk around her opponent, standing before her head. As Holly rolled over to her side, Michelle would then bend down, grabbing her by her head before pulling her up. "Now then... don't stay down there for long. I'm getting quite lonely up here..." Michelle purred as she would force Holly to get back up to her feet regardless of what she was feeling at the moment.

Once Holly was up, Michelle would continue with her attacks. This time, she would hammer her forearm at her chest, wanting to see those tits jiggle as she smashed her arm at her.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly was scrambling to get up, having a hard time getting her shapely legs back under her as she swayed upward. Her arms hanging at her sides, shaking her head to try and reorient herself in the ring. However, Michelle was far too experienced to let her do that.

“OOFF!” Holly grunted, miserably, as Michelle’s forearm slammed into her ample bust. Holly’s big, round breasts bounced and jiggled painfully with the impact as the Brit staggered back. Holly fell back to the ropes, her arms hugging her aching chest while she winced in pain.

“Ugh, how dare you?” Holly groaned, shaking her head. Taking a deep breath, Holly leaned into the ropes to build tension, then lunged off of them. She extended an arm, and while it was slow and desperate, Holly aimed to take Michelle down with a running lariat of her own!

[PrinceArjuna332]

Smiling deviously at her opponent, Michelle carefully watched the other woman as she came charging towards her with her arm extended out. It was slow and so easily telegraphed, and Michele easily ducked under Holly's arm to avoid the incoming lariat. Of course, she wouldn't stop there as she would run towards the ropes, rebounding from there to return back to where her opponent was.

Making use of the momentum of her rebound, Michelle would make her way towards Holly to hit her with a lariat of her own, hitting her right at the back of her neck so that she would end up falling down, face first, to the mat. If she succeeded, she would stand over the other woman, letting out a laugh as she did so.

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly was moving too quickly for herself, having expected to nail Michelle with the lariat that instead swung through nothing but empty air. Overcommitted and off-balance, Holly was a sitting duck as Michelle swiftly hit the ropes and came rushing back on her. Holly didn’t even get a chance to turn back around before Michelle came flying into her with another lariat of her own, rocking Holly right up the back of her head!

“UUGH!” Holly grunted as Michelle’s arm rocked her on the back of the head! Holly went down hard, getting dumped indignantly to the canvas. Holly’s face hit first, bouncing off the ring. She reached up, wrapping her hands around her aching head as she lay there. Holly lay on the mat, her thick chubby ass sticking up in the air in front of Michelle, while her face was buried in the canvas. Holly moaned miserably, shaking her head, trying to nurse the pain and gather her wits, struggling to figure out how she even wound up in this position!