Heather Sunderland vs Cal Salvatore

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Heather couldn't believe the situation she was already put in, shutting her eyes tightly as she groaned and yelled out against his crotch. She gripped and pulled hard, prying as much as she could--until she felt him grab at her top. She let out a little muffled yelp--before her top was just--ripped apart, the fishnetting around her chest tearing as he yanked at it with her bikini top, fully revealing and showing off her sizable, slightly pale chest.

She yelled out in anger and embarrassment, starting to scratch and punch away at his thighs as hard as she could to finally pry herself free from the humiliating scissor hold.

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Cal was happy, letting her go before the purple haired girl could severely hurt his thighs. The crowd roared seeing Heather's bare chest. "Hope you liked that little preview, bitch...because I'm gonna make you suck em by the end of this night!" Cal said, then got to his feet, ready to continue his fight with Heather. If she couldn't tell that from his stance, she could tell from the rock hard erection poking against his speedos.

[TiefBlau]

Heather rolled away when he finally released her, wiping her face and standing up onto one knee. She grumbled out at the fact that her chest was fully bared, shaking her head a couple times, scoffing at what he was saying. "Suck? In your dreams. Hope you enjoyed that little position you had me in, because it's the last bit of stimulation you'll get!"

Heather yelled out, rushing right in towards him after, trying to ram a hard knee right up into his gut.

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He was happy to see her topless and annoyed. However, Heather's response was fast and fierce. Too fast for the meathead to dodge. Cal would try to block the knee, but it still hurt, making him stagger onto the ropes. "Ugh...bitch..." He grunted, then tried to launch off the ropes with a clothesline aimed for her chest.

[TiefBlau]

Heather grinned a little as she watched him stagger towards the ropes, taking a couple deep breaths in and out to just try and keep her recovery going--before watching him bounce off the ropes. She just narrowly ducked and avoided the clothesline, sending him to the ropes on the other side. She waited for that rebound before leaping up into the air, trying to meet him with a hard dropkick to his chest!

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Cal was planning to strike the purple haired beauty's exposed chest with the clothesline. However, Heather had different plans. She ducked, making him miss and rebound. "FUCK!" He growled as he missed. When he rebounded, the musclebound brute would receive a dropkick to his chest. He groaned and fell back on his ass.

[TiefBlau]

Heather winced a little as she collided with him with that dropkick, falling to the mat shortly afterwards. She took a sharp breath through her teeth, but she was quite pleased with herself that she was able to turn it around. She was pushing the idea that she was..pretty much topless out of her mind, moving to the ropes quickly with him on the mat.

She used the ropes for a little momentum, propelling herself off and rushing straight back towards him in that seated position, trying to ram her knee right into his face with a Shining Wizard!

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Cal groaned, trying to pull himself back up. He had to get his hands on that purple haired bitch. However, Heather wasn't going to give him a chance. She brought her knee crashing into his face, busting his lip. "UGH!" He was now fully on his back, vulnerable to Heather's attacks.

[TiefBlau]

Heather let out a long breath after that hard knee strike, a grin forming on her cheeks as she slid right back over to him. She sat behind him a little, reaching for his head to pull it up and back. "See how well you learn from me kicking your ass not to mess with me in those ridiculous ways!" She let out, attempting to lock her thighs firmly around his head and squeeze him in a tight headscissor hold!

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Cal found her legs wrapped around his head, squeezing around his neck. He grunted as the beauty choked him with her thighs. Her grip was strong, making it hard to focus, but Cal soon got an idea. He would try to snake his hand into her pants, trying to grab her panty line. If he could do this, he'd yank up as hard as he could, giving Heather a painful wedgie!