Butterscotch Beatdown: Harper Lee vs Ilaria Santarossa

[Misfit_Alien]

Harper was tripped and she fell down, back against the cage whilst sitting on her butt. She was mounted by Ilaria, the match's pace continuing to be slow and one-sided in Ilaria's favor as Harper had yet to really fight back. "Oh? Pinning me down huh? I guess you're the kind of girl that likes to be on top, huh?" She said, shaking her hips a little, bucking them into Ilaria's lower body.

[ThatPolishDude]

"Eep!" Ilaria made a little cute noise as she was bucked, then blushed. "And you must like being the bottom." She said trying to sound fierce but her voice was too shaky and it came out rather adorable. After saying that she would start sending punches at Harper's head, footwork not being an object now it looked moderately better but there still was very little strength behind it.

[Misfit_Alien]

Harper felt a few punches smack her in the face, but she caught Ilaria's fist before another could make contact and she flipped herself over, leaning forward and forcing Ilaria onto her back, pinning her down now. "Actually, I'd say I'm more of a switch~" She teased right, then placing a hand on Ilaria's chest and giving it a little squeeze.

[ThatPolishDude]

Ilaria panicked, her eyes darting around as she tried to figure out what to do before locking with Harper. Hearing her words and feeling her squeeze her breast she flashed even reader, to be truthful, this was more of her usual position. Either way, she reached one hand behind her opponent's neck in a an attempt to pull her closer while the other hand went to return the squeeze on her boobs.

[Misfit_Alien]

Harper moaned, feeling her bosom being squeezed as Ilaria brought their faces closer together. She let out a soft huff, blushing harder and harder as she smiled. She leaned forward and she gave the woman a light kiss, passionately locking lips as she intended to overpower her with a tender lip lock.

[ThatPolishDude]

Now, kissing was closer to Ilaria's home turf as she draped her arms around Harper's neck she would try to pull her deeper into it while her legs would gently wrap around her back. There was no elaborate strategy here, simply put, Ilaria was losing herself in a moment.

[Misfit_Alien]

Harper had the woman pinned down and at her mercy, enjoying the taste of her sweet lips as she wrestled against Ilaria's tongue with her own, establishing clear dominance...but it seemed like Ilaria was fairly experienced at kissing, overwhelming Harper's libido here and there, but the Butterscotch Bruiser quickly overtook her again, pressing her breasts down onto her opponent's mounds.

[ThatPolishDude]

Ilaria would let out a soft moan as Harper pressed down on her. As if forgetting about the fight completely she would give in to the kiss, her hands now traveling down to try and pull Harper's top off of her.

[Misfit_Alien]

"Mm, so soon? Well I guess you can count this as a consolation prize~" She said, allowing for her top to be removed. Before Ilaria could react, Harper gave her a special, 'up-close' experience with them as she leaned over and began to smother her opponent's face between her tits.

[ThatPolishDude]

For Ilaria, a smother seemed more like a gift than an attack as she would immediately start to lick and suck on the other woman's cleavage, hoping it would earn her an advantage as far as the hentai part of this match was concerned.