Warren Quarrel: A 4v4 Bunny Girl Match!!!

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Otoha holds her position as the official counts, the teen's feeble struggles doing little to dislodge her. When the third slap hits the mat, signaling Asami's elimination, Otoha allows herself a small smile of triumph. It's her first victory in the ring, however hollow it may be.

Slowly, she climbs off the girl, her heavy frame taking its toll on Asami's smaller form. Panting slightly from the adrenaline rush, Otoha turns to face the cheering crowd, raising her arms in victory. She knows it's not much of a win - she still has to eliminate one last girl- but it still feels good to hear the fans' approval.


Meanwhile...
Astrid gasps as Ivan withdraws, leaving her dripping and needy. She looks up at him with lust-hazed eyes, wanting nothing more than to be filled again. But as he turns away and reaches for the defeated teen, Astrid feels a twinge of sympathy for the poor girl.

With shaky legs, she watches as the man drags the girl out the ring the floor outside. Pinning her down, the man positioned himself on top of the poor girl in missionary position, aiming his still rock hard cock stained with semen and all juices of the women he punished tonight.

Despite the sight, Astrid still felt her appetite to be filled. Spying Chloe and Ashley, she had a wicked thought. Reaching the two, she turned Chloe over on her back and positioned herself sitting on the girl's face.

Hope she likes eating a man's cum in her pussy.

[Harem Girl]

As the official counted three, the Irish teacher would click her tongue. To be honest, she hadn't expected much of her student. That being said, the Olympic athlete had wanted to give her student the chance to fail or succeed on her own merit. Ofcourse if she had figured out a way to make it back to their corner, she would have tagged the girl out, but of course Crowe didn't have even the slightest desire to cheat in order to save her partner.

Seeing the blonde turn to the crowd, Caitríona realized that the blonde was getting to caught up in enjoying the adoration of the crowd to notice her. A novice mistake, and one that Crowe had every intention of capitalizing on.

Sliding into the ring again, the Irish woman would quickly go up behind the woman. If there hadn't been such a huge size difference, Caitorina figured she would try to just go for a rear-naked choke hold to win the bout instantly. She scratched the idea though, figuring that the woman would be to large to end without damaging her first. So instead, Crowe would sneak behind her opponent and deliver a swift kick to the back of her left knee, trying to force it to buckle underneath her weight. Assuming that was done, successfully, the teacher would pivot slightly so that she waste the side of the former housewife, before delivering a stiff kick aimed right at Ostrid's throat.

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Asami couldn't believe she had lost her first match in LAW without doing anything spectacular. She had been so eager to prove herself, that she ended up getting caught out and destroyed because of that.

As the former house wife got off of her, she suddenly felt her heel grabbed by the bad man, and dragged out of the ring and onto the floor.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT! DON'T TOUCH ME! GET AWAY FROM... AGH" The Asian would scream as Ivan would force himself into her, stealing her virginity as he would thrust into her. "FUCK! NO! NO! NO!"

The girl would cry out as the man would continue to have his way with her.


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Chloe thought she was done for the night.

Honestly, after seeing Ashley in such peril, she lost interest in the match and was more focused on saving her. When she was eliminated by her fellow countrywoman, Guillaume figured she just needed to sleep with her boyfriend and be done with tonight. She had done so and Ivan had moved on to another woman, so that should have been it.

However, if that was true, what were these hands that were forcing Chloe onto her back?

"Ivan sweetie... what are you... MMPHHHH!!!"

The blonde would suddenly groan out as she suddenly felt a woman's private parts shoved into her face and grinded upon. Unable to breathe, the blonde would try to buck the woman off, but whoever this was was insanely heavy. Grunting, and groaning, the blonde would reach up and feel the thigh of whoever was smothering her out, and would start to desperately tap on it, trying to get her to let her go as her legs flailed from underneath her.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Otoha is basking in the glow of her victory, arms raised high as the crowd roars their approval. She's so caught up in the moment, she fails to notice the Irish vixen approaching silently from behind.

Just as she starts to turn, Crowe strikes. A sharp kick to the back of her knee sends a jolt of pain through Otoha's leg. She stumbles forward with a yelp, off-balance.

Before she can recover, another kick catches her square in the throat. "Guhh!" Otoha chokes out, doubling over. Her vision blurs as she gasps for air, hands clutching at her neck.


Meanwhile...
Ivan easily pins Asami to the floor, straddling her waist and gripping both her wrists above her head. The teenage girl writhes and bucks beneath him but he holds fast, using his superior strength to keep her restrained.

He lines himself up, rubbing the swollen head of his thick cock between her folds, coating himself in her virgin slickness. Then with a powerful thrust of his hips, he sheaths himself fully inside her tight channel.

"FUCK yes," Ivan groans, savoring the feeling of stretching her open for the first time. "Your cunt feels amazing."

He begins to move, sawing in and out of her snug heat. Each stroke pushes him deeper, breaking through her hymen and claiming her innocence for himself. All the while he maintains his iron grip on her wrists, preventing any chance of escape.

On the other end...
Astrid smirks down at the blonde, grinding her dripping pussy against Chloe's face. The helpless girl's muffled protests only spur her on. She leans forward, putting more pressure on the struggling teen beneath her.

"You want to breathe? Then use that pretty mouth of yours for something besides whining," Astrid taunts, her accent thick with arousal. She takes both of Chloe's wrists and pins it beside her head, holding her in place.