Yuna Matou vs. Gracie Marilyn - Oil Match

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Yuna was drawn to competition just as much as Gracie was. Since becoming a wrestler, she had seen her popularity, confidence, and self-esteem skyrocket, finding that the people loved her even if she was older and bigger than much of the competition. And she wanted to ride those highs, testing herself against other women just as dedicated as she was. The drawback to that, of course, was that when two dominant and competitive personalities clashed, only one could come out on top. And when Gracie was every bit as committed as Yuna was to proving herself against an equally matched foe, it wasn't long before things got heated.

But for now, there was a momentary lull in the action. Gracie managed to shove Yuna away, finally breaking their tangled bodies apart. The Japanese woman rolled forward onto all fours, panting and groaning as she tried to draw the air back into her lungs. It was only now that the soreness in her body caught up to her, and she winced and shuddered. But that would only last a short while before Yuna reminded herself she had to get back into the action. She wasn't about to let Gracie get the better of her. Not now, when she'd come this far.

They were too weary to stand, but that didn't matter. Slowly they stalked forward on their hands and knees, crawling closer. Yuna's eyes never left Gracie's, not even to blink - the closer she drew, the more her heart beat in her chest with rising determination, driven to surpass her rival. And as soon as they were in range to lock up once again, they were pushing and shoving, their bodies battering against one another with just as much ferocity as ever, as though they'd never skipped a beat!

Yuna groaned and growled under her breath. She strained as hard as she could to weigh Gracie backward, but for every inch she pushed her, Gracie would just push them back to where she started. She wouldn't stand by this - someone had to come out on top here, and Yuna would see to it that that was her! Gritting her teeth in a snarl, she would let go of the lockup with one hand - so that she could whip a sharp slap right across Gracie's cheek!

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The two curvy women clashed once again into another lock up. They manage to get their hands on each other's oil slicked bodies and began to push each other. At first, they used their physical strength but eventually let their bodies do the talking. Their sore bodies bashed together with their breasts taking the brunt of it. Whenever their injured boobs touch, Gracie couldn't help but to wince in pain.

But Yuna didn't have the patience to see the outcome of who has the better body. The Japanese woman broke the lock up and she pull back one of her hands. She threw a sharp slap across the face, enough to knock some oil off of her. Gracie's head turned to the side before giving her opponent a nasty look. "OW! You bitch!"

With one of their hands let go, the cowgirl pull back her hand and slap Yuna across the face. But one slap wasn't enough to satisfy her so she reach for the end of her opponent's hair and pulled onto her hair again. Yuna's head forced back and her chest sticking out for Gracie's breasts to ram into. Of course, this only caused pain for the two of them but Yuna's breasts taking the most damage.

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Yuna wasn't going to waste any time in getting back into the thick of the action. As soon as she and Gracie met one another in the lockup, she was firing on all cylinders, leaning in with a hard shove to try and steer her opponent backward. And when that didn't work, even as her muscles bulged and heaved to summon the force she needed, Yuna would make her frustrations perfectly well known when she threw a slap clean across Gracie's face! It landed with the sound of a wet smack. But Yuna didn't have long to be satisfied with the outcome - a moment later, Gracie traded her back in turn, throwing a slap that sent her head turning to the side with a loud crack!

"Guh-!" Yuna winced from the stinging sensation in her cheek - and just a moment later, Gracie would grab her by the hair, weaving a few strands between her knuckles and cranking straight downward to twist Yuna's head backward! Yuna hissed from the searing pain shooting through her scalp - but just a moment later, she looked back at Gracie with a gnash of her teeth, at least as much as she could when her head was being twisted backward. "That's how you wanna do things? Well...be my guest!"

Without skipping a beat, Yuna grabbed two handfuls of Gracie's hair and pulled it backward, trying to twist her back into an arc! Her chest and shoulders rammed and battered against her foe's. Whenever Gracie's breasts smacked into Yuna's own, the Japanese woman could feel a sore sensation run through her as the aches and pains written across her skin came bubbling back to the surface. But she wouldn't let that stop her - looking up with a hiss, Yuna would just shove her chest against Gracie's even harder, aiming an upward strike from below to uppercut the cowgirl's breasts with her own! They had gone from one lockup to another, but Yuna was just as determined as ever to come out on top!

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Yuna did not appreciate having someone’s chest mashed up against hers and taking control. It didn’t take long for the Japanese woman to join in on the action when Gracie challenged her breasts. Both grab each other by the hair and once again enter another hairpulling contest but with their breasts involved. The cowgirl had her opponent by the ropes until Yuna came back with an uppercut.

Gracie's breasts bounced up when Yuna's smacked up from underneath her. But she didn't back down, she tighten her grip over her opponent's hair to keep them steady. She then slam her breasts down on top of her breasts. After they took turns slamming their breasts against each other, the space between them started closing in. All this hairpulling brought the two curvy women closer together to prevent anymore room for the other. "Ugh! Your fat ass is better off fighting in apartments!"

With no more room between them, they can no longer swing their breasts into each other. All they could rely on was endurance and stamina. The cheer from both sides kept their spirit up while the cameras have something to show. Their bodies glistened of sweat and oil as their breasts squish together to mold into shape. Too bad they were unable to get a full view with their head pulled back through their scalp.