Milf battle in oil! Fumiko Miura vs Yuna Matou

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Even with the oil coating their bodies Yuna's legs were wrapped around Fumiko tightly. Still, the former oil-wrestler's experience and determination paid off as she slipped through Yuna's legs and rolled away for distance. Both women glared hateful at one and other, no words exchanged, just the rivalry between them. Fumiko broke the tension of the moment, inching forward before diving to tackle Yuna. However, Yuna did take some small advantage of the oil, dodging to the left. This sent Fumiko sliding away slightly, on her stomach and vulnerable.

Yuna was attempting to bodysplash the alpha and with her weight it surely would have hurt badly. Fumi wasn't going to lay there and let it happen, though. Pushing to the left, Fumiko swiftly rolled out of the way and letting Yuna impact the ground. Rolling back, the former oil wrestler tried to straddle Yuna's back, if successful, she would strip Yuna of her bra. Trying to do as much damage to her rival's pride as possible, Fumiko reached down to grab onto both of Yuna's bountiful breasts before roughly milking Yuna like a cow. "Time to admit that you're just a fat cow, Yuna. Come on, moo! Moo like the bloated old cow you are!" Fumiko taunted viciously as her hands groped and pulled Yuna's tits, trying to actually make her lactate.

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As soon as Fumiko was down, Yuna saw her chance. As long as her opponent was vulnerable, she could come down on her at full speed, hopefully landing with enough force to leave her squashed into the oil-slick mats! As she came close, Yuna leaped into the air, spreading her body wide to make the most use of her mass. Unfortunately for Yuna, Fumiko - at least in this case - was right. While Yuna had built plenty of experience in the ring and the apartments alike, oil wrestling was something new to her. Fumiko knew far more about how to best manuever so as to mitigate the slippery nature of her surroundings, and even to use the momentum to her advantage. All Fumiko needed was the right push in the right direction to slip out of the way; the oil would take care of the rest. And right before Yuna was about to come crashing down, she went rolling out to the side!

Yuna had only the bare mat to look forward to hitting, and her jaw dropped in a gasp. At this point, it was too late for her to correct her course. She came down with the sound of a wet smack, landing face-down in the oil. With the momentum still working against her, she went skidding a foot or so across the ring, groaning all the while. And things could only get worse from there, as Fumiko climbed on top of her back!

It was all happening so quickly that Yuna could barely keep track of what was going on. The next thing she knew, Fumiko had whipped her bikini top straight off her body, leaving her breasts to spill free. The sight of it caused a cheer to go up from the fans, but Yuna could only gasp, taken by surprise. And Fumiko went right for her now-unprotected breasts, grabbing and squeezing them as hard as she could! Yuna moaned in pain as her boobs were being yanked in either direction, her eyes squeezed shut as she threw back her head, twisting from side to side with each jerk Fumiko made. But she knew one thing for sure - she wasn't about to lay down and let Fumiko claim dominance!

Hissing through her teeth, Yuna tried to push up against the mat, enough to unseat Fumiko's balance. It wouldn't be easy when she was teetering back and forth as much as she was on the oil, but she couldn't let Fumiko get away with thinking she could treat her like this - she had some fight in her yet! If she could brace herself enough, she would suddenly buck her back upward to try and throw her off! "Rrgh...this cow's got horns, bitch!"

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As Fumiko's hands gripped Yuna's soft bosom and her nails pinched her rival's nipples violently, a feeling of immense satisfaction swelled within the alpha as she humiliated Yuna, riding her and milking her like a fat cow. "You can start mooing anytime now, cow. Once you do we can be down here, fatass." As she tugged and mocked Fumiko began to grin as she felt Yuna squirm and heard her moan in pain. With every pull, every grope of Yuna's full breasts Fumiko only grew more elated with her current position of dominance, making her rival feel like an ugly farm animal.

Fumiko's dominance wasn't to last though as behind her hisses of pain, Yuna was working up the strength to unseat Fumi. The former oil wrestler continued to milk Yuna, yawning as if she was bored when suddenly Yuna bucked! The sudden motion combined with their oil slicked bodies forced the alpha off of her rival and right onto her ass, her boobs jiggling as she fell to the canvas. Fumiko narrowed her eyes and was back on her knees with hands raised in just a moment, not wanting to remain vulnerable. "A cow with horns is still just a fat bloated cow, you dumb bitch!" Fumi shot back as she moved in.

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Fumiko was out to humble Yuna - mocking her about her weight, her talent, and the humiliating position she had ended up in now that she was pinned beneath her opponent and at her mercy. Her face was flushed red under the strain, and her teeth were clenched tightly in a snarl. She was definitely at one of the lowest positions she had ever faced in her career. But in subjecting Yuna to such torments, Fumiko was only stirring her anger more and more, and Yuna was growing all the more desperate to stand up to her! For as playful and easy-going as Yuna could be, she wasn't the type to roll over and take disrespect. One way or another, she needed to teach Fumiko a lesson about messing with her. And at last, with one more pinch and tug at her nipples, Fumiko had pushed Yuna past the breaking point. She pressed her hands and knees down into the mat, stabilizing herself in position - and then, drawing on all the force she needed to move her opponent, she bucked her back straight into the air, catapulting Fumiko off of her!

As soon as the heavy weight of her opponent was lifted from her back, Yuna gasped for air, sinking back onto her knees. She shook herself, scattering droplets of sweat and oil from her brow and the dangling strands of her hair. Her cheeks were still tinged with the slightest hint of a blush - but Yuna couldn't let that hold her back now. She quickly forgot how embarrassing her predicament had been when she looked over and saw that, even through it all, Fumiko was still taunting her! There was no time to feel shame when all she could feel was anger. She wasn't done here!

"Haven't learned your lesson, have you!?" Yuna planted her hands on her hips, shooting a scowl toward Fumiko as she leaned in closer. "Then I guess I'll have to go even harder on you, slut!" Now, Yuna was spitting the same bile back at Fumiko that she had shown her - things were really getting heated! Fumiko drew close, but Yuna was ready for her - her hand swung out with a lightning-fast slap aimed straight across her cheek to cut her off! If that worked, Yuna would then shove for Fumiko's shoulders, attempting to push her off her footing and down into the oil - where she would ride with the motion to come crashing down on top of her, flattening her beneath her bulk!

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Fumiko's breasts jiggled as she talked trash to Yuna passionately with hands on her hips, ready to continue the sexy catfight between the 2 thick, mature ladies. The alpha inched closer to Yuna, mindful of the oil beneath them but still determined to show Yuna who was the better woman! Though, Yuna appeared equally determined, vicious and catty! Yuna proved it when her swift smack struck Fumi in the face, causing both pairs of boobs to jiggle, covered and uncovered respectively.

Fumiko was stunned and wide open for her rival as the smack echoed with thunderous impact, Yuna was not playing, out for revenge for the milking of her breasts. Though that didn't mean Fumi was any less hateful towards her rival or any less focused on emerging as the superior milf in this ring! However, that remained to be seen as Yuna used her impressive strength to shove Fumiko back and fall forward onto Fumi. The alpha was winded slightly as her rival crashed down ontop of her, though, that didn't mean the fight was out of her yet! "Ugh! Get OFF me, tubby!" Thrashing slightly, Fumiko gripped Yuna's hair for a moment, incidentally ripping away her hairband, allowing Yuna's oily, sweat-slicked hair to drape over her as both women stared hatefully into each other's eyes. "I won't let you win this, bitch. I'm the better woman between us!" Fumiko boldly declared as she continued to struggle beneath Yuna.

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When Yuna reached out to slap Fumiko across the face, she was out to stand up for herself - she wanted to show that she wasn't going to let her opponent talk down to her, and she was going to prove herself every bit as capable and as willing to come out on top in this power struggle between two fiery-tempered and proud women as Fumiko was. After she'd just been subjected to such an ignoble and humiliating predicament, she was all the more determined to prove to Fumiko she wouldn't lie down and take her shit any longer! But it had served Yuna's purposes in trying to win the match just as well as it did in reclaiming her dignity. The slap had knocked Fumiko into a daze - and with it, Yuna was able to shove her down, bringing her weight up against the oil wresler's as they tumbled down in a heap!

They landed with a wet smack against the oiled canvas, and against the force of their impact, they went skidding a few feet across the mat. But that did little to quell the fury erupting between the two! Fumiko grabbed for Yuna's hair, causing her to let out a squeal as she was pushed back. "Gaah!! Bitch-!" she roared, snapping at Fumiko from pain and anger alike. But with Fumiko fighting back, Yuna knew she would need to reclaim her dominance - when both of them and the ring they were in the middle of were so slick and slippery, Yuna stood the risk of being thrown off of Fumiko if she was fighting this hard, shaking Yuna back and forth with each writhe of her body. And if Fumiko threw her off, she could just as easily get on top of her! That made it all the more important to anchor herself by whatever means necessary - and her legs quickly scrambled to wrap around Fumiko's, locking the two of them together in a grapevine!

"You aren't going anywhere!" Yuna barked, her teeth clenched as she glared down at her rival. Her eyes quickly darted down to Fumiko's chest, reminding her that her opponent still had her top. But Yuna wasn't going to let her escape this match with any claim to keeping more of her dignity intact than her opponent! Hissing under her breath, Yuna grabbed for Fumiko's breasts with both hands - latching on tight with her fingers curled into claws, both ripping at her top to yank it off of her, and her flesh to dish out some damage in the process!

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Fumiko's violent struggles were contested by Yuna's own and for the time being Yuna won out. Fumiko's legs were rendered immobile by Yuna's grapevine pin as her rival was out for vengeance. With her arms still free Fumi focused her attention on yanking Yuna's hair back. Though it caused her foe some discomfort it didn't prevent the clawing of Fumiko's bountiful round boobies and the removal of her own oily bra, now allowing both oily pairs of milf E cups to bounce free. Unfortunately though, the alpha wasn't feeling to happy about Yuna's clawing. AHHH! Fucking fat cow!" Fumiko screamed, giving Yuna a punch to the tits.

Still thrashing and flailing her arms Fumiko cleared her head as much as she could, she realised that with the opportunity presented Yuna might aim for a tit smother. Trying to prevent this Fumiko pushed against Yuna's shoulders. However, more than preventing a loss, this was about pride. Fumiko hated the sight of this fat cow on top of her, it disgusted the alpha. She wouldn't be beaten by this ugly slut. Starting to push back more forcefully, Fumi grew angrier "Get off me! Ngh, GET OFF!" Fumiko demanded, throwing a smack to Yuna's pretty face trying to stun her while using the oil to wriggle her legs free. If successful Fumiko would roll Yuna off her and go for her signature move: Mature power.

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Now, all sense of respect and sportsmanship that these two women might have at least pretended to have for each other was out the window. Fumiko's aggression had forced Yuna to pay her back in kind, and now all bets were off - the two curvaceous wrestlers were locked in an all-out brawl! Yuna had let Fumiko push her around and dominate her for far too long, and her pride was too great to dare to let her get away with it any longer! Looking to pay her back, she quickly tore the oil wrestler's top aside, and latched on tight to her breasts, raking and squeezing at them with her claws! Now, with her legs grapevined around Fumiko's, Yuna had ensured the alpha couldn't get away - and while she had her locked down, she was going to make sure she hurt!

"Watch your mouth, slut!" Yuna shouted back, a fire of rage sparking in her eyes. Fumiko was only escalating the situation further with every insult that left her mouth, and Yuna was left with all the more encouragement to punish her for it. Her fingers clenched down even tighter around Fumiko's breasts, compressing the flesh beneath her grasp, as her body went rigid and her teeth clenched in a snarl! It wasn't enough for Yuna to simply be on top of Fumiko; she wanted her to suffer!

But Fumiko had her own ideas, too - and she wasn't about to put up with this from Yuna any more than Yuna was going to put up with her! First, her fist slammed against Yuna's breast, causing it to sway and jiggle as the brunette's teeth clenched in a scowl. That might have shaken Yuna, but she was determined to stay on all the same - but even so, when Fumiko next slapped Yuna across the cheek, she could hold on no longer. She cried out in pain and her hands shot up to shield her face as her head cracked to the side, her oil-slick hair swinging alongside it. With Yuna off balance and with the oil keeping the two of them slick, Fumiko was at last able to pull away, sending Yuna toppling over onto her back!

Yuna's legs kicked in the air as she rolled over, still clutching at her face. But Fukimo was able to grab one of those legs, using it to roll Yuna onto her stomach - and pulling it back toward her head, while her other arm encircled her throat to hold her head up from the mat! As her back stretched under the pressure, Yuna's face contorted in a scowl of pain, and her breasts swayed from side to side as she struggled to no avail, gasping and gagging. But what she did know was that she wasn't going to give up this easily - she couldn't bear to let Fumiko push her around without a fight!

"Mmf! Bitch! Let GO!" Yuna roared, her muscles growing tense with rage. She clawed and slapped at the canvas, spraying oil everywhere the more she struggled and writhed, and she bucked with her hips and back to try and shake Fumiko enough to crawl out of the hold. Hopefully, the oil would make sure she was slick enough to do so!

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As Yuna went tumbling off of Fumiko, the alpha knew it was time for her signature move, mature power. Using Yuna's leg to flip her onto her stomach, Fumiko made sure to keep hold of Yuna's ankle until she had wrapped an arm around Yuna's throat and now locked to together with her other hand. Yuna was trapped by Fumi. Fumiko grinned for a moment, enjoying the sight and sound of Yuna squirming and gagging. The alpha leaned in, intentionally brushing her oily breasts against Yuna's back as an insult and show of feminine pride, her nipples stiffening as she did so.

Fumiko's captive rival wasn't pleased with her position and right on cue, began to wildly struggle. The alpha growled with an angry expression as Yuna's struggling combined with the oil wasn't making this easy for her. Fumi was just as determined to put an end to her foe here as Yuna was to escape, though. There was no way she was going to make this easy for Yuna. Trying to reaffirm her grip, Fumiko let out a guttural growl and held on tight. "No! Quit your struggling, bitch. It's over!" Fumiko demanded as she leaned in further, so much so that Yuna could likely feel her heated breath. "Now give up! Admit you lost! I'm the better woman, whore! I got you, I won this fight, Yuna. We're done here. So give!" Fumiko ranted to her rival, wanting to be done with Yuna and show her dominance with her signature.

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Yuna knew she was in trouble now. Fumiko had her signature move locked in, steadily bending the apartment wrestler's leg further and further over her back, while at the same time lifting her head up from the slick canvas to twist her spine into an arc! Her face had gone red, and her teeth were clenched together in a tight grimace; the veins were bulging on her forehead as she used all the effort she could to hold back the urge to scream. The tendons in her leg felt like they were being stretched to the breaking point, and that they could snap at any minute!

And yet, she wasn't willing to give in so easily. When she heard her opponent's taunts, Yuna's muscles grew tense - her teeth clenched in a snarl, and her hands balled into fists. This was about much more than just causing Yuna pain. Fumiko also wanted to go after her pride - mocking her, belittling her, making her question if she was good enough. It wasn't enough for her to just beat Yuna; she also wanted her to submit to her completely and utterly, with no hope of reclaiming her pride. She wanted her to pronounce Fumiko as her superior, not just as a wrestler but as a woman. For as playful as Yuna could be, she also had pride in herself - and she wasn't willing to roll over and take it! She was willing to put in whatever effort she needed to if it would mean proving Fumiko wrong!

"Nngh..." Snorting under her breath like an angry bull, Yuna began to push up on her hands and her one knee. It wouldn't be easy, both with the slipperiness of the oil and the pain in her back - but putting up with those things were better than submitting to Fumiko! "Like HELL I'll do that!" she snapped. "You think that'll work? You must be stupider than you look!" With that, she bucked up hard with her hips and back, trying to buck Fumiko off of her entirely!