[Semi-Hentai Oil Match] Charlotte Ravel' vs Daisuke Takeuchi - Oiled passion

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Daisuke's reaction to Charlotte's submission hold wasn't something surprising. The Japanese guy started squirming like he was a grass-snake on a hot frying pan. This was certainly to the advantage of the pink-haired woman, because the more he moves, the more oxygen he loses. Initially, she did not expect to take the victory in this way, but if everything continues in the same spirit, the match will end much sooner than she expected.

However, after a few moments, the brunet tried to calm down. Using his only free limb, he began to crawl towards the ropes. At this point, even Charlotte allowed herself to smile because it was absolutely useless. Even if there wasn't oil underneath, he probably wouldn't have been able to reach the ropes using just one hand. And now that they were both covered in oil, this task was truly impossible.

All the Sand Lizard had to do was wait. No matter how hard Daisuke tried, he didn't get even an inch closer to the ropes. Charlotte tightened her arms even more to make her opponent lose consciousness. Now her victory seemed inevitable, but suddenly…

“KIIIIAA!!!!!” Charlotte squealed.

The reason was obvious. Daisuke treacherously reached for her face and ran his nails over her eyes. In a fit of pain, Charlotte relaxed both her arms and legs, after which she rolled to the side, covering her face with her hands. Of course, many happened to her in the LAW ring, and not every opponent followed the rules, but no one had ever stooped to such meanness.

The audience booed Daisuke, feeling genuinely disappointed, but in fact they couldn't really influence what the Japanese guy had just done. There was only one person who had far more power in this arena than any of the spectators. Nerissa was furious after what had just happened. She squatted down and grabbed Daisuke's hair hard, pulling his head back.

“If you try to do something like this at least once more, I won't just disqualify you...” she hissed, looking into the brunet's eyes with undisguised hatred. “I'll make you wish you were never born!" With her free hand, she grabbed his throat, squeezing his adam's apple. “Do you hear me, little bitch?!" With these words, she directed his face to the surface of the pool and only then let go of his hair.