L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

THIS AMRCH IS SCHDULED FOR ONE FALL. WHOEVER ORGAMS FORDT LOESES THE MARTCH AND IS AR THE WILL OF THE WINNER!

Salome was the first on in shaking her titis to help her babies feel lose. She gonna fight agasit a strong man. This makes her happy to try and dominate a big man. She smiles and locks her lips.


"I wonder how he tastes?" She asks herself that question.


She takes off her head peace and veil and waits for her opponent to arrive. She gonna enjoy playing with him so fast it almost got her hard.

"Well isn't this some bullshit... Walking in here, almost naked. Makes no damn sense..."

He mutters as he enters the sauna, towel loosely draped around his waist, his muscular body glistening with sweat already.

He once again found himself roped into another hentai match and this time, with a gimmick.

The fucks a Sauna? And why does he have to wear a goddamn towel only?!

He sulked and muttered angrily as he arrives at the designated area. Opening the door, he was blasted by heat and steam from the room itself.

"Oh god fuck me. You're one of those." He deadpanned at the woman already there, who is practically masturbating.

Spotting Salome, Ivan sizes her up with a critical eye, noticing how tiny and fragile she seems compared to him. The idea of having her beating him in a contest is debatable.

Unfortunately, it's a hentai match. A first to orgasm match to boot. Not his style and would definitely fuck him up later.

with a sigh, the red-haired man cracks his neck, feeling his body respond eagerly to the promise of sex, as his member begins to swell beneath the towel. Still, sex is still sex. He might potentially lose but he'll just enjoy himself.

He then began to casually approach her.

" I guess so. Just getting my babies ready that all."

She walks more to her side. " i heard tou comparing from all the way over here. I don't know how you don't know that this is a sauna match."

She sees his body a bit more then licks her lips and makes a kissing sound at him. Eyeing him like she got the eyes of tiger.

Ivan stops in his tracks at Salome's sudden forwardness, raising an eyebrow at the provocative look in her eyes as they roam over his exposed torso.

"Well excuse me, princess," He smirks, adjusting the towel to cover more of his growing arousal. "Guess I wasn't informed properly about your special brand of 'getting ready'."

He steps closer, towering over the shorter woman as he looks down at her with a smirk. "But hey, no complaints here. The sooner we get started, the sooner I can show you what a real man looks like."

Leaning in, he deliberately brushes his chest against hers, the heat from his body seeping through the towel and making her shiver. "You're a feisty little thing, aren't you? I like that," Ivan purrs, his breath hot against her ear as he nibbles playfully on her lobe. "Let's see if you can keep up with me."

She sees and feels her puts his body up agasit her. Her body shiver a bit for some odd reason. She hears him purr and gets a ear nibble. Maybe after she wins she can let him have fun with her


" you will find out i am good at making people orgasm." She slaps his ass hard then pushes him back lighlty so he can go to his corner.

After he does so the bell rings

Ivan grunts in surprise at the stinging slap to his ass, his cheeks flushing slightly as he glances back at Salome with a mixture of annoyance and amusement.

"Oh, just for that, I'll make you beg after this?" He calls out, giving her a cocky grin as he saunters over to his designated corner, the towel riding low on his hips.

Once he reaches the corner, he leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest as he watches Salome with a calculating gaze. The bell ringing signals the start of the match, but he didn't move. Heck, even took a seat on the wooden benches in the Sauna.

"Alright, let's see what you've got," He says, his voice low and challenging. "I got no idea of the rules in this gimmick fight so let's see."

And so he waited.

"Hmmm well."

She walks to him to where he setting at. She reaches out andnouts her hand on his man hood even though his manhood is cover up ahe would rub it.

"You got to pleasure your opponent. Make sure they are sexauly happy but don't orgasm friat though or you will lose. "

She lying but she really trying to see if he really doesn't know how to win or not. She would find it funny if it actually work out.

Ivan's hands shoot out, gripping Salome's shoulders as she suddenly finds herself straddling his lap. Before she can react, he roughly pushes her top aside, exposing her breasts to the sauna's steamy air.

"Now, let's see about making you 'sexually happy,'" He growls, his blue eyes darkening with lust as he stares at her bare flesh.

Without warning, he leans in, taking a nipple into his mouth and suckling greedily. His other hand snakes around to grope her ass, pulling her harder against his rapidly hardening cock.

"Mmm, you taste better than I thought," Ivan murmurs against her breast, his hot breath making her shiver. "But don't think this means I'm going easy on you."

"Mmm ya I know. "

Salome then go her legs ready and she bid a small jump up to get her legs rap around his body to preform a body scissors. She grab both of his hands.

" let me see how strong those abs are."

She goes in to give more strength. She not looking for. Win. She looking to weaken him.

"You love talking soft don't you."