Milf battle in oil! Fumiko Miura vs Yuna Matou

[Mysterdio]

Fumiko could feel the oil running down Yuna's bosom as she was locked in the former apartment wrestler's devastating smother! But with how long Yuna had denied Fumi oxygen, there wasn't much she could feel anymore. Fumiko felt light-headed, dazed and unable to breathe or even put up much of a struggle anymore. "Mph Mphh!! Mph....." Fumiko barely managed to whimper, her pawing at Yuna's curvy hips, now weaker than ever. The so-called alpha could barely even kick anymore as she remained trapped in the oily confines of Yuna's bust, until ultimately, she drifted off into unconsciousness.

Fumiko's hand hit the canvas, splashing the oil slightly as Yuna still mounted her, the Queen of this encounter. Two milf rivals met in a hot and slippery catfight tonight, but the victor was Yuna, breasts firmly planted over Fumiko's face, pinning her down and denying her the sweet release of a breath. Fumiko was knocked out and Yuna was the winning milf!

[CaptainL]

Both women had fought long and hard through this match, drawing on every bit of energy they could summon. Things had escalated far beyond the playful roll in the oil both of them had expected going in - but with the tensions between the two of them rising, both Yuna and Fumiko were all the more driven to bring forth their best efforts, driven more than anything else by the threat of coming out of this match looking in any way inferior to their opponent. They were both confident, proud women - and they would never accept being in second place!

That drive was capable of pushing them beyond their limits, and both of them had taken this match further than they could ever have anticipated out of sheer desperation. But even then, there was only so much they could take before they simply couldn't hold on any more - and in the end, Yuna had pushed Fumiko to that level. She was already tired from all the effort she'd forced out of herself in this match; when Yuna buried her head deep in her cleavage, Fumiko didn't have the strength left to force the brunette off. Her struggles gradually slowed to a stop, and the referee moved in to lift her hand, checking for any signs of life. But that hand came down three times, limp and lifeless. It was official - Yuna had won!

The bell rang, and with it, the stands burst out in cheers in celebration of Yuna's victory! She rose to her feet, lifting her fists to the sky as she posed in triumph, planting one foot against Fumiko's bare breast to flatten it beneath her weight. She rubbed her heel back and forth for good measure - even if Fumiko was surely too dazed to feel it, Yuna felt that after what she'd put up with, she was owed the chance to feel a little superior!

"Let's hope that teaches you a thing or two about respect!" she huffed, casting a glare down on Fumiko's fallen form!

Winner by Knockout: Yuna Matou

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