Francisca “Devil Cat” Hererra vs Allison Tumbleweed

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It was working. Francisca felt the shiver and heard the moan of her American opponent as the Devil Cat's devious treatment began to affect her, her lips and tongue pressing and probing against Allison's flimsy wrestling shorts. The woman's hips twitched involuntarily under the effects, and she could feel Allison's headscissor weaken, her mind taken up with other thoughts.

It was time to compound things for the unwitting American. With the continuing weakening of the headscissor, Francisca knew she could get free. Keeping a tight grip on Allison, the Devil Cat leveraged her position of strength to once again roll the pair, this time leaving the Costa Rican on top with Allison's head clamped in her headscissor. If she managed to feel Allison's legs loose from around her head, Francisca would pin them down, gripping Allison's ankles and once again lowering her head to continue her sensual stimulation of the cowgirl, hoping to totally throw her opponent off balance and prepare her for the first smother of the match!

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Allison tried to silence her cries but Francisca’s sensual attack was relentless. The cowgirl could feel her legs loosening as the licks and kissing only got more fierce and the pleasure coursed through her like a wildfire. Allison could feel herself becoming aroused and even though she tried to ignore it it only got worse as the time went on, until finally the Devil Cat was able to pry away the cowgirls weakened legs.

At the same time she felt the lusty luchadors legs wrap around her as well and Allison’s arms would move to try and pry them away. But the constant licking only distracted her further as she could feel her pleasure skyrocketing and her strength waining with each lash of her tongue. Soon enough her her arms that were prying at her legs soon weakened to the point of useless pawing.

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The plan worked like a charm, her stimulation reducing Allison's resistance to mere token status, her hands flapping ineffectually at the Devil Cat's thighs.

With the American apparently pacified for the moment, Francisca removed her lips from the other woman's crotch and pushed herself into a sitting position. She eased herself backwards, dragging her fingers lightly up Allison's bare midriff and over her breasts as she moved. Her legs opened slightly, her knees pressing onto the canvas as she leaned back, releasing the headscissor only to settle her ass neatly over Allison's face for a reverse face-sit smother!

"Aw, pretty girly can't handle her sex, eh?" she taunted mockingly, groping at Allison's breasts as she shoved her ass down hard over the America's face, looking to secure her first smother of the match.

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Allison could feel her strength waning as Francisca stimulated her covered sex with her tongue. Next thing the cowgirl knew, her neck was being ensnared by the Devil Cats thick thighs and squeezing down on her in a reverse headscissors. Allison’s weak arms were hardly able to do anything by try and pry at the ever tightening hold but she wasn’t able to make any significant progress.

When her struggles had mostly died down, Allison felt Francisca loosen her hold slightly as she slowly and sensually sat herself atop the cowgirls face. Allison let out a muffled moan as she felt the luchadoras fingers glide up her midriff before landing on her breasts. Her vision went dark as she felt the Cats ass cover her face before oxygen was cut off too. Her hands tried to push her away but with the strength she had right now it would take a miracle.

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"That's right, girly," Francisca crooned mockingly. "You just go to sleep now." Her fingers continued to kneed and squeeze at Allison's breasts, feeling the growing hardness of her opponent's nipples under the curvy Costa Rican's treatment.

As she worked her over, Francisca gently ground her ass down deeper against Allison's face, gyrating in slow, inexorable motions to force her opponent's face deep into her plump cheeks, offering no respite for air. Barring some miraculous escape, she was sure that the cowgirl was hers for the taking now!

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Soft muffled moans were barely heard from underneath Francisca’s ass as Allison could feel the strength within her wane as more life sustaining air was lost underneath the luchadors smother. Her body arched as the Devil Cats fingers danced over her covered breasts, teasing her nipples to stand at attention.

All the while the cowgirl could feel her head get hypnotically moved side to side as her opponent swayed her hips and made sure that no air could seep in. Soon enough Allison’s arms lost all strength and fell to the mat and her eyes closed as her consciousness fully left her.

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A shudder of pleasure shot through the Devil Cat as she felt Allison's resistance crumble, her opponent falling silent and her arms slumping to the mat. Pivoting out of the face sit, she straddled Allison, examining her handiwork.

Francisca draped herself across the unconscious American with a devious grin, examining Allison's unconscious face with satisfaction. She ground herself against her opponent's unresisting frame and jammed a deep kiss against Allison's mouth, her tongue probing and swirling for several seconds before she pulled free and stood up.

The curvy Costa Rican swaggered back to her corner, lounging against it as she blew kisses to the braying crowd that had witnessed the first KO. One more to go and the match would be hers. However, Francisca resolved to get her full money's worth out of Allison with this next fall...

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Allison’s world was blackness as she slowly passed out underneath the rear end of her sensual opponent. While in this state she had no idea what was happening around her or that she could breath uninterrupted now that Francisca had removed herself from the cowgirls face and instead laid atop the blonde.

She heard the crowd around her cheer and cat call but this only made her start her journey back to consciousness as she gave a low moan as if she was about to wake from a long slumber. Never knowing that her tongue was currently swirling around with the Devil Cats as her opponent enjoyed every moment of dominance.

Finally not long after Francisca had stood up and went to her corner did Allison’s eyes finally open. With a groggy groan the cowgirl slowly crawled up to her feet while shaking the cobwebs from her mind. After a couple of moments she glared at her opponent from across the ring as she nodded to the referee that she was ready for the next round.

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Francisca watched, smirking with amusement as the cowgirl slowly came ebbing back into consciousness, eventually dragging herself to her feet, oblivious to the treatment that had been visited upon her by the Costa Rican while she'd been out cold. Lounging cat-like in her corner, she waited until Allison signaled her readiness, glaring at the Devil Cat.

"Aw, don't be like that, girly," Francisca crooned as she strutted back into the centre of the ring for the next round. "You know you like it just a little bit." A grin crossed her face at her own remark, and she sank into her wrestling stance, arms outstretched to challenge Allison in a test of strength.

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”Yeah? Then let’s see how you like it darlin.” Allison replied as she finished shaking the cobwebs from her head. The cowgirl would nod to the referee and seeing the two competitors ready the zebra striped woman would signal for the next round to start.

Allison would march to meet the Devil cat in the middle of the ring, each step full of purpose as she intends to get some payback against the sensual luchador. With that in mind the cowgirl decided to skip the pleasantries and go hard and fast as she quickly dashed forward before Francisca could react and would pick her up for a surprise spinebuster.