Rocky Family Reunion: Noelle Silva vs Mimosa Vermillion

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When Noelle made her move, she had seen Mimosa's attitude and emotional state. So the Spaniard and been expecting, even counting of her cousin's actions to be aggressive if not outright reckless. But Mimosa was able to control herself well enough to wait out both Noelle's fake kick, and her attempt at a counter before the Englishwoman finally counterattacked herself with a sweep that dropped Noelle onto her back. Noelle grunted as she hit the floor, knowing that if Mimosa wanted to go for a smother, she had a golden opportunity right before her.

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Effectively sweeping her cousin's legs and sending her to the ground, Mimosa had provided herself, and she was gonna take it. Standing over Noelle, Mimosa dropped down hard, planting her crotch in Noelle's face. The reserved royal gripped her cousin's hair, pulling up hard to force her closer to her crotch. "How does it taste, Noelle!? Does it taste like hate and betrayal?!"

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Noelle had no defense as Mimosa dropped her body down, landing groin first directly onto Noelle's nose. The Spaniard tried to let out a scream of pain, but she was muffled by her cousin's crotch. Noelle's head was clamped in place by Mimosa's thighs on either side of her head as the Englishwoman began to perform the first smother of this match, trying to suffocate Noelle with her crotch.

But Mimosa had more, grabbing Noelle's hair and yanking her head up. Earning another muffled yell from the silver haired wrestler as the Englishwoman tried to force Noelle's head a deep in between her legs as it could go. And of course, Mimosa continued running her mouth at Noelle, who could still hear her cousin's venomous words despite Mimosa's thighs covering her ears.

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Mimosa gripped Noelle's hair tightly as the Spaniard's face was forced up against her crotch. Mimosa tightened her thighs around Noelle's head, trying to cause as much discomfort as possible as she squeezed. For the first time since the fight started, Mimosa began to smile, loving the sight of her cousin's pathetic, humiliated state. The Englishwoman then not only pulled Noelle closer, but began humping her face, grinding her pussy against Noelle's features as she humiliated her and stole her breath.

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Noelle currently found herself with her head trapped between two thighs and a damp place, courtesy of Mimosa. As the Englishwoman continued to squeeze, the silver haired wrestler felt more and more like her head was an almond, trapped in the jaws of a nutcracker. Mimosa was doing everything in her power to make this hold as uncomfortable on Noelle as possible as she began grinding her crotch down into the Spaniard's face on top of everything else she was already hitting her cousin with.

Worse, Noelle saw little in the way on avenues of escape. The lower half of the Spaniard's body was too far out of reach of either Mimosa or a rope to accomplish anything. Noelle tried getting her hands under Mimosa's hips and trying to lift or push the Englishwoman off of her face, but she couldn't find the strength. As Noelle felt her breath starting to wane, she realized that Mimosa would almost certainly be able to finish the first round with this smother if she chose to.

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Mimosa began to smile as she starred into her cousin's eyes. Her thick thighs squeezed Noelle tightly as she tried to cause as much discomfort as possible. Mimosa was secure in her position and she was satisfied to have taken this position atop the Spaniard, yet she felt she could do more than make Noelle uncomfortable. Rather than simply grinding her pussy, Mimosa used Noelle's hair to hold her in place and began humping her face. "Taste it, Noelle! Taste the better woman. I used to think you were strong, and now I've made you my bitch." The redhead mocked, though, the fight wouldn't be over yet.

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Noelle's consciousness was fading fast as Mimosa continued to rub and grind her crotch every which way onto her face. The Spaniard's struggling had slowed down to the point where it was clear that it was only a waiting game until Noelle properly went out. She was unable to resist as Mimosa seemed to do everything in her power to force her crotch into Noelle's mouth.

Noelle just wanted it to be over at this point. She knew she could come back. The first round had gone horribly, but Noelle had been so shaken by what had happened with her cousin that she was unable to properly fight. Noelle knew that if she could mentally recover between rounds, and come out fighting at her true potential, then she would be more than capable of overcoming her cousin.

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Mimosa didn't let up. The Englishwoman knew she had her cousin right where she wanted her, suffocating in her womanhood. Mimosa moaned slightly, satisfying herself with Noelle's humiliation at her hand. The reserved royal grinned, loving the feeling of superiority as she humped Noelle's face and stared into her helpless eyes. Mimosa chuckled, feeling Noelle get slower knowing she had the first point

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Noelle wanted to just pass out as fast as possible and get this round over with. Mimosa was literally rubbing her victory into the Spaniard's face with her crotch. Something which Noelle did not appreciate being on the receiving end of. But Noelle couldn't make herself pass out any faster, or if there was a way, the princess certainly didn't know it. But eventually, Noelle would get her wish, and slip into unconsciousness. Officially putting Mimosa at a 1-0 advantage.

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Mimosa kept humping Noelle and humiliating her until finally her cousin was out cold. Mimosa wiggled her hips, doing a little dance with her hands raised in victory. The Englishwoman smeared her pussy over Noelle's face some more before getting off. Mimosa then stripped the Spaniard of her bra before smacking her hard in the face. "Get up! So I can give you more of what you deserve."