Trick or treat match: Harley and Monica vs Melody and ???

[RJD]

Monica had wrestled many matches before and she could tell how dangerous a foe was near the start of a match, there was nothing that a fighter could do that she wouldn't be able to brave through. Or at least that was before she entered LAW, the lawless promotion of the perverted, being a tough woman Monica felt irritated at herself after falling for such a ploy. The less experienced wrestler, but very likely more experienced, or at least willing lover taking full advantage of the purple haired wrestler's shyness. Monica was used to being put in this kind of position and getting the hell beat out of her, so she would be fully taken off guard when her protests would only be met with a rather flirtatious gesture. Clara simply hinting for Monica to stop talking as she pressed her soft finger into the blushing wrestler's lips, effectively causing a moment of silence.

The trapped wrestler wouldn't even squirm under her opponent, her arms were free but her body just wasn't working as Clara climbed up her. Surely the busty amateur wasn't actually about to engage in such an activity in front of a live crowd, it simply didn't make sense to the incredibly self conscious competitor. While Monica had her concerns on something rather wasteful Clara would trap her hands, pinning them to the mat and smiling down at Monica, it wasn't the cocky or sadistic smile Monica was used to in her fights but rather something much more alluring and in her mind terrifying.

" H-Hey you're not rea-" Monica would begin to say, before Clara's huge orbs would drop onto her face, immediately blocking all light and slapping the blushing cheeks underneath. " Mpphmhp! " Monica would immediately cry out, as her body reacted shamefully, she could feel her heart racing, and a worrying sensation between her legs that she had never experienced not in the comfort of her home with only herself as company. With her body now finally reacting Monica's hips would squirm as her legs spread out, while the wide hipped body of her opponent pressed into her own, Clara's own crotch teasingly rubbing against her abs.

Meanwhile Monica's nose was squished from both sides, as she could taste sweat from the meat pressing into the edges of her lips, while the scent of the valley almost made the overwhelmed fighter's eyes roll back in their sockets. Although as soon as Monica heard Melody shouting she would snap somewhat back to reality, knowing that she was telling the truth and that something had to be done very quickly before even more shameful truths came to be. Just as the ref made the second count Monica would finally act, trying to suddenly push upwards with all her strength against both hands that pinned her, letting out a battle cry that would start off muffled as she tried to force her opponent to roll to the side and then straddle Clara as quickly as possible, trying to slam her hands down to the canvas to reverse the position with her opponent now the one pinned to the mat and with her face no longer being squished under Clara's enormous breasts.

Meanwhile Harley would watch on, until she was Melody look her way, after which the softcore princess would focus on her entirely even during the pin, knowing that while Monica was incredibly shy she wouldn't lose to easily. Although it would be more accurate to say that Harley had a lot of blind faith, since her and Monica hadn't interacted much upon going their separate ways until they met back up in LAW.

The softcore princess would plan a counter yell to help encourage Monica and undermine Melody's mean call. Surprisingly Harley wouldn't get the chance though, the fierce lightweight seemingly just needing the threat of humiliation to snap her back to reality and give her the power needed to escape. So instead Harley would decide to inflict the kind of torment upon Melody that the rocker had likely hoped to put upon her well respected cousin.

" That's it Monica! Being wet is natural, just look at Mel. Make sure you don't get too comfortable between her legs like Mel did though, also don't soak through your panties like Mel did. Actually just don't do anything Mel does. " Harley would call out, seemingly just causing Monica to blush more as somewhere along the path Harley had forgot to encourage her partner and instead was trying to embarrass Melody.

" H-Harley! Couldn't you have at least tried to help me? Ignore the brat on the ropes, this one's the real trouble! " Monica would say in all seriousness, as she looked down at the cute face of the assistant. Clara's appearance being so deceiving to her nature that the conflicted wrestler was already almost forgetting that she was a skilled seductress.

Before the ref could go for a pin though Monica would blush as she looked down upon Clara, very clearly pondering deeply about something. Then just as the ref girl was about to lift her hands for the pin the wrestler atop would reluctantly release Clara, no longer pinning her shoulders to the canvas but instead just straddling her. Rather than just looking upon the body before her that had surely been moulded by the gods though Monica would use her now free hands to cup those large full breasts, blushing more as she felt the soft skin almost overflowing in her hands. The purple haired wrestler then immediately starting to fondle Clara as she looked down upon her, Monica having felt to guilty about the idea of beating upon an inexperienced wrestler when so far every other competitor in the match had been perhaps less tame in certain areas but certainly nowhere near as violent or malicious than other wrestlers she usually encountered were. Monica caving in and deciding to finally teach herself the more sensual wrestling style prevalent in LAW, opting to use this match as a trial period since despite the odd dynamic between Melody and her cousin it didn't seem like anyone was aiming to cause any significant physical damage anyway. Meaning that if Monica got careless or was overwhelmed she might receive some humiliation but at the very least her body wouldn't be at risk of being damaged.

[RiotGrrl]

Clara chuckled as she worked the smother on Monica. The girls struggles and overall flustered demeanour made it feel special and exciting for the busty lightweight. The former assistant to Chloe hadn't really got a lot of skill, but her generous assets made up for a lot of that. As the ref counted, Clara would smile and whisper to Monica

"Shh its OK, let me pin you and I promise to give you a treat"

Monica's embarrassment would likely increase as amid the struggling, Clara's thigh slid between her legs again, accidentally rubbing where it probably shouldn't.

The feisty cousin of Harley however had other ideas. She powered up and managed to flip the pair. Clara looked her in the eyes and then could hear Harley. Clara glanced over at Melody.

Mel for her part was trying to focus all the attention on Monica, but Harley was wise to this. As the curvy girl teased Mel, the rocker was boiling up with emotions inside and eventually burst

"OK Harley!! Its not my fault that when you sit on my face I....."

She immediately and sheepishly shut up, slapping the turnbuckle pad with her hand in frustration. Now the cat was out of the bag, any facesit or smother from Harley would render Melody helpless. It also didn't bode well for the rocker in any of their future meetings, let alone this match. Harley knew exactly how to make Melody squirm!

Clara looked back up at Monica and blinked, still content to let the girl sit on her, it was a position she enjoyed, especially as it meant they had close contact. As Monica grabbed and squeezed those large melons, Clara moaned aloud and arched up her back, if Monica intended to overwhelm the girl she was going about it in the right manner.

"Oohhhh harder"

Clara let her request escape from her lips with a flush in her cheeks as she looked up at Monica with dewy eyes. She then decided to repay in kind, and let her hands come to Monica's breasts, taking a handful each and squeezing them for some mutual breast worship. If Clara could, she would lean up and attempt to nuzzle into Monica's breasts.

It was like fighting a girl who loved everything you did, Clara wasnt sure what Monica thought, but the busty girl was excited and if Monica wasnt careful, Clara would be so turned on that one pounce could see the more serious if the pair be smothered like Harley was

Mel watched and liked what she saw, despite her admission of near love to Harley

"Ha you remember that feeling of those big breasts on your face right Harley?"

Mel would then grab her own generous curves and push her breasts together to make her cleavage massive, all in an attempt to make Harley blush and in a lot of ways to antagonise the girl into yet again sitting on Mel's face

[RJD]

While Monica was smoothed under Clara she would hear her opponent's words, and being someone who was used to back talking she was embarrassed say the idea of not responding to Clara's offer, in her mind creating the illusion that she heard accepted it. Then the most shameful thing would occur, as Clara accidentally rubbed her thigh against the conflicted wrestler's vulnerable but luckily covered crotch. The accidental rub earning a muffled moan and slight squirm from Monica, until she managed to roll onto her front and flip their positions.

Meanwhile Harley and Melody would have their own conversation over the action. " I'm sorry, you're right Mel. How about I ease you into it next time? Does that that sound nice? " Harley would tease, tormenting Melody.

Monica ignoring the conversation to the best of her abilities as she groped and fondled Clara, being surprised at how soft her breasts were. The conflicted wrestler being oddly interested in the fact that they somehow felt different from her own. Monica would show strong mental fortitude though as she tried to keep herself under control.

Harley then just looking across the ring as Melody talked trash and squished her breasts together. The softcore princess only responding by leaning over the ropes and sticking out her tongue, mimicking a light licking gesture as she stared over at Mel, not intimidated by her breasts in the slightest. Even if she did ironically enough have a tendency to be overwhelmed with another's, Harley didn't have any issues with the idea of burying her face between those orbs.

Monica naively assumed that her opponent was as overwhelmed by her fondling as Monica herself would be, leading to quite the shock when Clara started to return the favour, grasping both of Monica's breasts and starting to fondle with much more passion than Monica. The purple haired wrestler letting out a lewd cry as she squirmed atop the assistant, Clara then sitting up and nuzzling into Monica's sensitive breasts.

Monica completely losing access to her opponent's breasts in the process, as she ended up blushing and over heating as the position they were in started to shift. If Clara pushed to change their positioning enough then she would quickly be able to sit Monica on her lap.

" N-no...i-it burns. " Monica would purr out, being unable to control her tone as she felt her whole body and especially her chest heat up. The rough looking wrestler's nipppleess stiffening as Clara fought back, Monica for now only managing to place her hands on her foe's upper back.

[RiotGrrl]

The lightweight tag match was a treat for all concerned, not least Clara who was making the most of her time with Monica. With every touch and graze of her skin against the Jackson girl, the former assistant to Chloe was finding she was deep within her element. So much that had it not been for Clara, then Melody may well have been eaten alive by both Monica and the ever troublesome Harley

Right now, Clara had Monica where she wanted her. As she pinned her down and bent forward to nuzzle the girls breasts, then purring was divine. It spurned Clara to sit back with on the girls lap and pull her forward. The position would be that Clara would be giving a virtual lapdance to Monica. To top it all off, she would flash the girl a smile and softly lean to nuzzle the girls neck.

"Dont worry, I wont do anything too bad..."

Clara was utterly disarming with her approach, it was impossible to hate her, or in some ways to hurt her. She was set to giving people a good time and Monica was about to get the full Harley treatment. If she was allowed, if her distraction was enough, Clara would lean back and pull on the back of Monica's head to smush the girls face again between her monstrously deep cleavage. To make matters worse, Clara would coo and stroke the back of Monica's head to almost calm her fears at the intensely sweaty smother of those enormous orbs

Meanwhile Melody would hear Harley and go flushed in the cheeks

"I know you are a slut Harlot, but.... but.... AGGHHHH!"

She had nothing. All she could do was look away, because the sight of Harleys wide hips, chunky thighs and those perfect round breasts were all too much. All Melody could think about was either a trick from the bucket which would bring the pair together, or the next time she was tagged in, which would mean Melody would be wrestling against herself and her desire to let Harley facefuck her again

With the pair in the ring of Clara and Monica, if the hold was doing its work, the ref girl would come over and lift Monica's arm, almost like she was checking a sleeper, three drops and Monica would be classed as KO'd from the very luscious smother but it would mean that Team Clara would get their choice from the bucket

[RJD]

Harley may not have been in the ring, but that didn't mean she wasn't having a good time. Teasing Melody proved to be a very fruitful for of entertaining, even moreso than just teasing people in general, something about the previously antagonistic Mel being ran into a corner with her flirting. Meanwhile Monica was the one being teased within the ring, forgetting that she even had her cousin as back up since her mind was focused entirely on the busty beauty trying to pin her down.

Monica may have been a better wrestler than Clara, yet through her unique method of intimidation the bustier of the pair managed to come out on top, Clara practically crawling over Monica's front before letting her rear settle against the downed wrestler's crotch. The conflicted wrestler feeling her opponent nuzzle into her neck, sending a pleasurable chill down her body as her foe's warm breath and soft cheek stuck to her sensitive neck.

" I-If you don't knock this off I'm really going to get rough with you. " Monica would threaten, although her tone didn't match her words. The purple haired wrestler almost turning too mush under her heavy chested foe. Then to Monica's shock Clara would respond by sitting up somewhat, and hooking her hands around the back of Monica's head before pulling her against her orbs, the round flesh shaping around her face as the larger wrestler tossed and turned as she let out a muffled cry.

" Mmmnmphmnh..." Monica would whine as her opponent's breasts squashed her face in a heated, wet smother. The tiny vacuum being humid from the mix of sweat and heat coming from Clara, the older Jackson cousin just wrapping her arms around her opponent's back and pawing at her sides, not exactly sure how to deal with such a thing.

Eventually the ref would check poor Monica just as she started to cut back slightly on her movements, the third party lifting Monica's arm once and letting it fall, before repeating the process once again, and then finally the ref lifted and released the hand again.

The hand would hover above the canvas though, Monica starting to slowly stir again as she made a last ditch effort to keep herself in the fight. The purple haired wrestler placing her hands sternly against her opponent's abs before then trying to push back with all her might, as she slowly sat up, trying to forcibly move Clara off of her lap either onto the canvas or into a crouching position. Then in a desperate bid for air Monica would try to slowly twist her head to the side, if successful suffering one embarrassing slow rubbing session of breast against face before she finally freed herself from the fleshy prison, gasping for air as she finally took in the sight of something other than Clara's mountainous bust.

Meanwhile Harley was more occupied with Melody, just feigning innocence by smiling over at the rocker, not at all changing her posture from the provocative revealing position she had taken up leaning over the ropes. " I'm not a slut, I just enjoy playing with you. " The softcore princess would continue to tease, swaying her hips and ensuring that her cleavage was visible to Melody, not paying much attention to her cousin who was desperately clawing for control.

[RiotGrrl]

Clara was loving the feeling of Monica's face smushed against her large breasts. In a lot of ways, the former assistant to Chloe felt sorry for the older Jackson cousin as being smothered out by some sweaty breasts was both pleasurable and humiliating. As the ref came over and Monica's hand dropped once, Clara would let her words add to the girls "torture"

"Awww just go to sleep and then I can get a ticket!"

She was referring to the contents of the bucket and casually stroked the girls hair to sooth her plight. Clara would lean down and nuzzle at Monica as much as she could whilst maintaining the smother. As the girls hand dropped again for the second time, the crowd cheered, they could sense that a KO was imminent. They waited on the edge of their seats as the hand was raised again, but this time it stayed.

Clara blinked and shuffled her shouldered from side to side to "box" Monica cheeks with her large orbs, although, the girl was that deep it was more like Monica's ears that took the slaps. Monica however, was fighting back. As her hands pawed at the sexy assistant, they would her tummy. Clara would gasp as she was pushed. She shook her head not wanted to release the hold, but Clara wasnt the strongest. She found herself shifted and eventually pushed off Monica. The older Jackson's face popped out of between Claras sweaty breasts with a loud SHLLURRPP and POP!

Clara blushed as she was easily pushed down and fall back, giving a giggle as she looked at Monica.

"Oh, you are all sweaty and red hehe, just like Harley!"

Clara's innocence was cute, she didnt mean to taunt anyone, or for that matter drive them wild with her dangerous curves, she just couldnt help herself

As the action played out in the ring, Melody was red, bright red. Harley was not only under her skin, she was all over her (at least in Mel's mind!) The taunts and the view of Harley were too much to bear. Melody was turned on, so much that she squirmed on the apron. She turned around, in the process showing Harley her bottom as she hitched up her skirt, and then she did something completely unexpected.

With the ref girl distracted by Monica and Clara, Melody stepped through the ropes and was making a determined strut toward Harley.

"You know something Harley????"

Mel was virtually shouting, and her face looked determined as she cut the distance between her and Harley in a second. As soon as she got close, she reached out trying to grab the softcore princess, her hands coming to cup the girls cheeks.

The crowd were cheering, assuming Melody was going to KO Harely with a headbutt straight from the moshpit of one of the rockers gigs.

"I'm gonna do something I should have done back when we first met!!"

Melody leaned her head in and planted a big sloppy kiss on Harley's mouth. The rocker was far from annoyed, far from intent on striking or attacking the princess. She stayed there, softly moaning. Her hands slipped off Harley's cheeks to glide down her body, cupping her big breasts, playfully squeezing them. Mel would not be stopping there, her hands would come around to Harleys lovely round bottom to pull her close and knead that also with her fingers.

Melody had finally given in. She loved Harley, and now the sexy princess, along with everyone else knew it. After what seemed like forever, Melody broke off and looked sheepishly biting her lip.

[RJD]

Monica was very nearly wisped to dreamland by her busty foe, Clara's sweet treatment temporary spirited the purple haired wrestler away as her face was crushed and smooshed by both sides from the wrestler's heavy chest, the dampness and warmness of Clara's chest almost inviting Monica to stay for an extended trip.

One last tease would be enough to spur Monica to action though, reminding her that she had other more pressing things to attend to that weren't resting against Clara's chest. Finally finding the will to fight back the purple haired wrestler would finally show off her strength and resolve, slowly prying herself from the former assistant's chest, who was about as determined to hold Monica in place as the escaping lightweight was to free herself. Once Monica finally peeled herself completely from Clara's chest and pushed the wrestler backwards she would fall to her knees, blushing and gasping for air as she looked at the mat for a moment, before directing her blushing features and humiliated frown towards Clara. The intimidation spell of Clara's smother being broken now that Monica could very clearly see her lying against the mat.

" Like Harley? Oh I'm like Harley? " Monica would repeat, very clearly trying to hold back an imminent mental breakdown as the embarrassing nature of the match and everything else involved finally started to cause cracks to appear in her facade of playful silliness. Still blushing Monica pushed off the mat and transitioned into a standing position, before quickly pacing her way over to Clara and trying to straddle the inexperienced wrestler and pin her with her back to the canvas. The purple haired wrestler then pulling her hands back before directing them forward one at a time, slapping Clara's cheeks as she glared down at the assistant. " I'm not a dumb sex freak like you idiots, now stop making me blush! " Monica would demand before then grasping Clara's hands and trying to pin them to the canvas, lowering her upper body so that her chest was just above Clara's and her face loomed close enough that either wrestler could place a peck upon their foe's lips.

Ironically enough considering Monica's statement Harley and Melody were still having their exchange from opposite sides of the ring. Harley wearing a confident triumphant grin as it seemed she had finally gained victory, of course not in the match but moreso in her teasing Melody into submission. Harley for her efforts getting a nice view of Melody's unprotected butt, the softcore princess thanking the gods for hitching up her skirt while she peered over at Melody's bouncy bottom.

It seemed that Harley had went too far though, as Melody had cut through the ropes and started to head right towards her, something which at first didn't worry the softcore princess since she was sure the ref would send her back. Although oddly enough Melody approached unhindered, and Harley's confident smirk started to fade as she looked at Melody now with a little bit more concern in her face. " Ref. R-Ref...? " Harley would ask, before noticing that the ref was too busy watching the emotional duo currently in the ring, Harley being frozen in fear as Melody cupped both her cheeks, Harley knowing fine well she was likely going to receive one hell of a beating.

To Harley's surprise though Melody's incoming head didn't slam into her own, but rather the rocker's plump lips did. The softcore princess being taken completely off guard by the sudden kiss, letting out a slight moan and then a mumble as she already felt breathless, having held her breath in anticipation for the rocker giving her a one way ticket to a hospital bed. Melody's hands proceeding to explore Harley's mountainous body, first stopping by her breasts to squeeze and fondle them as she pulled the softcore princess closer, causing her to squirm against the wrestler's touch. Harley weakly returning the kiss and trying to hold back moans, while she felt a shiver go down her spine as both Melody's hands slid down her back before firmly grasping both butt cheeks, before then kneading and shaping them in both hands, immediately earning a significant squirm and breathless moan from the softcore princess.

Once Melody finally broke off the kiss and pulled back Harley would be left trembling slightly and holding tightly onto the ropes, her eyes showing equal parts shock and enjoyment as she looked over at the rocker. The softcore princess hadn't expected Melody to do such a thing, and even less did she expect the rocker to be good at it. Harley dumbfounded would just stand silently for a moment as she averted her eyes before breaking the silence. " S-So that's what you meant huh. " The softcore princess mumbled out, her mind failing to come up with anything else for the moment.

[RiotGrrl]

Clara smiled and sat on the canvas with her plump rear providing a nice cushion. She saw the flush in Monica's cheeks and giggled again. Monica however didnt seem to be so amused, which was understandable given Clara just tried to smother the life out of her. Clara watched as Monica came back over and straddled the thick girl, a slight purr escaped her lips as she was pushed down which must have been super frustrating for Monica

What happened next took Clara by surprise. Her face stung and her cheeks were bright red, head rocking from side to side as Monica slapped her. She heard her rivals words and looked at her. However, this was not a look of worry, or hurt, it was lust. Clara bit her lip and arched her back a little as she was getting comfortable with the position. As her hands were pinned down, she looked left and right before glancing to make eye contact with Monica. Her vision was filled with Monica's chest and she licked her lips

"Please Mistress Monica, make me blush, lick my nipples, sit on my face... Punish me hehe"

Clara said with a softness in her voice. It was breathy, lust driven, and the chunky assistant leaned her head up to nuzzle Monica's lovely breasts, then she would poke her tongue out and light all the way up from her cleavage, up her neck and plant a soft kiss on Monica's lips. Clara moaned like a dirty whore which probably only served to humiliate Monica even more, especially as she was the one on top!

Meanwhile Melody was locked in a lip wrestle with Harley. She broke off the kiss as a lusty moan and blinked with a smirk on her face. The rocker could hear Harley and nodded her head.

"Now c'mere!"

Mel said with a devilish look on her face. She would grab Harley by the hair and tug her face down between the rockers ample breasts for a standing breast smother. She couldnt knock out Harley, or get her to submit, Mel was in no way the legal girl, this was simply just to rub in the moment, literally. If Mel managed to get a hold of Harley she would rock her shoulders and "box" the softcore princess' cheeks again, just as she did before

"Gawd its hot in here huh Harley, I am SO sweaty..."

Mel would giggle and concentrate on the smother, however the ref girl finally regained control and yanked Melody back away from Harley. The rocker moaned as she was forced to free her new love from the erotic hold

The ref girl pushed at Mel who glanced past her and smiled at Harley

"Next time I owe you a deep facesit darling!"

Even Mel was flushed at her comments, and she squirmed from the warm feeling Harley gave her eventually getting back out of the ring

[RJD]

Clara may have been giggling like a school girl in love when Monica first mounted her, but for a moment it seemed like a few slaps was all it took for the assistant to understand what kind of relationship Monica wanted, one purely between two rival competitors trying to submit the other to their might. The taller Jackson cousin feeling slightly guilty, although the breathy purr Clara had let out made Monica feel slightly more justified in being perhaps a little harsh on her amateur opponent.

Monica wasn't a people person, but even she could see there was some kind of understanding between the two now, everything about Clara's body language suggested that she was backing down, like a wolf in a pack after receiving a scolding and gnawing from the alpha. However the extent to which the assistant seemed to submit to Monica seemed slightly odd, surely Monica wasn't that intimidating?

Then just one sentence was it all it took to burn that false understanding to the ground, Monica's cheeks reaching a whole new level of red as Clara spoke, very clearly getting the memo but misunderstanding it completely, the purple haired wrestler's face expressing much more stress than it should be for someone who was clearly physically in control of the bout. " N-no! be quiet, that isn't what this is. f-fight back. " Monica would stutter out, as she looked to one side and then another, catching a glimpse of focused cameras and fans on the edge of their seats, and at that moment it became obvious to Monica that despite her efforts to reinvent herself in LAW her reputation was going to take a much different turn than she had ever expected it to.

" B-Be quiet! That's not an order it's just a threat, got it?! " Monica would growl, her volume control going at the window as she was practically yelling at this point. The rough wrestler holding her opponent's pinned hands firmly against the canvas before then doing what she never thought she would, nudging herself one tiny inch at a time up Clara's body, crossing her abs, grazing her upper stomach and squishing her opponent's breasts before her thick thighs found themselves pressing tightly into each of the assistant's cheek. The bright red faced wrestler nudging forward just a little bit more so that her scarcely covered crotch engulfed Clara's features, most importantly her big mouth that was going to result in Monica being requested for all sorts of kinky match ups at this rate.

Monica would proceed to then let out a slight moan as she pressed her thighs closely tighter, tensing them as she did so, completely covering Clara's face. Perhaps if it was Harley in her position then Clara's eyes would be left for flirting and intimidation purposes, but the bunny suit clad Monica didn't want to see Clara's lustful eyes, she just wanted to silence the woman by any means necessary. Monica squirming and closing her eyes slightly as she sat atop her opponent's face, having underestimated the pleasure gained from face sitting, and in the process rubbing her thighs against the assistant's cheeks.

Meanwhile Harley had been left in shock after the kiss was broken off, until Melody once again lunged at her, this time to tightly wrap her arms around the softcore princess' head to misuse her rock infused supreme strength. Melody staying in constant motion as she pushed her jiggling orbs into the raven haired lightweight's face over and over, letting them squish against and bounce off of Harley's face as she pushed forward and retracted slightly from all sorts of angles.

" MMMPHMHPHMP..." Harley would whine out in the smother, being held so deeply in her foe's chest that her lips would be forced apart against her sweaty orbs, resulting in some of the princess' royal spittle decorating the rocker's twins of destruction. Harley lifting her hands to weakly paw at Melody's shoulders as she was pulled deeper into the smother, the raven haired lightweight's legs leaving the apron as she ended up fully leaning over the ropes, her whole body weight being balanced on the ropes and held up by Mel, resulting in her face being pushed into her not so secret admirer's bust until the ref finally did her job and forcibly pried Melody from Harley.

In the process Harley would end up tumbling inside the ring over the rope as there was suddenly nothing to halt the momentum of her weight leaning forward, the softcore princess' landing on her back and gasping for air next to the ropes, red faced from air deprivation and face glistening with sweat and a little bit of her own saliva.

[RiotGrrl]

Clara watched with big wide eyes of lust rather than shock at Monica who sat on the chunky girl keeping her pinned down. The girl on the canvas listened intently to her mistress and she nodded obediently giving small squirms to gesture she was fighting back

"Yes mistress...."

Clara would purr and push with her hands before dropping them back on purpose and in the process making Monica's breasts bounce off Clara's face. It was like Clara was playing with Monica, not the other way around.

"I will be quiet Mistress, sorry, thank you!"

Clara's innocent statements were more teasing than she realised. It was impossible to be angry at her. Added to her curves and willingness to use them, she was probably the most dangerous lightweight on the roster.

Her giggle and joy changed however to desire as Monica edged forward. Clara moaned and gave breathy squeals as Monica sealed her face deep to her crotch. It can't have escaped the feisty Jackson sibling that Clara licked her lips just before her face was enveloped.

Within the warm darkness. Clara moaned against Monica and immediately let her nose and tongue explore. She licked and nuzzled between Monica's thighs, tasting, purring, and contentedly smothering herself. Clara was almost insatiable and had made Monica smother the girl, which just turned her on more. She was a deviant who loved moments like this.

The assistant could do nothing as the ref girl dropped for a pin slapping the canvas for ONE! Then again, Clara didnt want to escape. She had been facesat by other girls in LAW and it was a close contest, but this was one of the most erotic smothers she had taken.

Melody meanwhile was too busy smiling at Harley was looked broken. The crowd roared for her to follow up but she turned to face them, patting her rear indicating that the next time she got her hands on the softcore Princess, Harley was taking a trip to facesit city!

In the process of her fan play, Melody completely ignored the fact Clara was being pinned. The crowds getting a double bonus of seeing an erotic smother, and if Monica was successful, either a trick or a treat from the bucket