Misty S. Vs Mizaki T. - Biggest Head Turners!

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Mizaki was determined to make Misty lose what air she had left, but the darker skinned gal in the ring had other things in mind. If Mizaki wasn't going to let go with a few shoves and struggles, it seemed a boot from Misty would see her on her way!

"You...ghhh!" Her booty raised up into the sky as her back end led the charge, Mizaki would do something of a worm motion as she flung through the air, releasing Misty entirely as she landed soon enough in empty space. Goods first, with her hands soon shooting to her aching bust!

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Misty gasped as she felt Mizaki mercifully roll off her. Misty was left on her back, ample breasts heaving as she gasped for air. Her skin was shining with sweat, the arena lights highlighting her every muscle as she panted pitifully for air.

“Whew,” Misty gasped, as she got some of her breath back. “C-crazy …” Misty’s face was wet, her eyes tearing up a little after realizing how close she had come to having Mizaki utterly snuff her out! Misty rolled over to look at the other girl, fumbling a little as she tried to get herself back up to a vertical base. “You’re … ugh … you’re gonna get an ass-kicking for that one, girl … Soon as I can get up …” Misty was still breathless, however, and the best she was going to manage for a moment was getting up to all fours, shaking her head, back arched and ass in the air as she struggled to get her bearings.

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Misty was struggling to catch her breath, but Mizaki was struggling with just about everything. Mostly, her temper.

Landing roughly after her rear hit the skies, Mizaki pushed herself up to her knees with her arms still crossed over her big goods. Her cheeks red with exertion and fury, Mizaki continued to shoot Misty a look of utter contempt. That was, whenever she wasn't putting her eyes to the floor, as exhaustion slowly set in upon her frame.

"Alright...I'm done playing with you...!" Mizaki roared, knowing full well that in the fight thus far, she had been going full on regardless. Cocky to the point of blaming her lack of success on her holding back, the bluenette held her palms open as she assumed something of a stance when on her feet, beckoning the stacked gal before her to join her.

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Misty shook her head, letting her afro whip around her. She stood bewildered, looking up with wide eyes at Mizaki. The blue-haired woman seemed to be losing it, and Misty was beginning to worry about how bad things might get, from here. Mizaki, other than the sheer hate she was glaring at Misty, seemed to get herself under control. Girl was even getting into a stance, looking for a lock up. Misty approached tentatively, raising her hands and keeping her eyes on Mizaki’s body. Misty was cautious, but maybe they could get back to something like a ‘real’ match after all this.

“Alright,” Misty said, approaching Mizaki, “playtime’s over, then! All business!” Misty took one step in and took a deep breath that had her ample bust swell against her top. Then, she stepped in, lunging toward Mizaki. The model was going for an elbow-and-collar tie up, something that she hoped would give her control. Misty would take a wide stance, thrusting her curvy ass out as she pressed into Mizaki, grinding her chest against the woman as she attempted to take control of the out-of-control bluenette!

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Mizaki had seen a collar and elbow tie-up many a time before, but she was rather unsure in how best to plant her arms as Misty shoved into her. Simply looking to copy the girl and match her pose with her own mirrored one, those busty figures would slide together tightly, large jugs making the audience practically lean-in in unison, as space became a commodity neither body was allowed.

"I'm not just gonna beat you up any more...I'm gonna...Humiliate you!" That bluenette surging forward with quite a bit of strength for a girl of her size, as her power flared with that rising adrenaline of hers! Adrenaline that was rising purely thanks to her incredible anger; anger that Misty was not only continuing to defy her, but had fought her so well in the fight thus far!

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“Y-you … uhn! You … can … try!” Misty choked out the words while the women’s bodies were grinding against one another. Misty was struggling to keep control of the bluenette, increasingly nervous about her attitude. The two kept the exact pose, looking like mirror images despite their obvious physical differences. Misty could feel her boobs grinding and squeezing against Mizaki’s, and while it gave the grateful fans a hell of a show, the black girl was starting to feel a quiver in her shoulders. She had to act, and quickly!

“Gotcha!” Misty shouted, throwing her hands to the side to try and get an edge on Mizaki. Trying to scoop swing her arm around Mizaki’s head, Misty wanted to hook the girl and get her in a side headlock. The move would smack Mizaki’s face right into Misty’s soft bust, and Misty would try to wrench on the hold. “Maybe if you calm down … I’ll stop embarrassing you!” Misty threatened, trying to grind Mizaki down and snuff out some of that rising fire she was seeing in the bluenette!

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Mizaki's simple focus on trying to render Misty incapable of fighting had left the girl devoid of tactics and thought, as with notable ease, Misty was able to hook around the head of Mizaki and pin her cheek to her sizeable rack!

Temper immediately flaring given her experience with that bust thus far, Mizaki's hands shook and jiggled about as Misty did the same against her bust! Seemingly trying to render Mizaki not only breathless but damn near humiliated yet again, the bluenette roared and groaned with each grind and jiggle, before her hands finally came back to life. Trying to lock them around the soft core of Misty from her side-on point, those grasping knuckles would try to pull in tightly just on Misty's belly button, to squeeze some air out of her. Mizaki was quite far off from being strong enough to hoist Misty off her feet and crush her in the air like a tin can, but she was sure her efforts weren't entirely fruitless.

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Misty grinned as she went ahead and shook her goods in Mizaki’s face. Knowing full well that there were a lot of folks who would kill for this treatment while it only made Mizaki miserable gave Misty a little bit of a thrill and helped her feel like she was getting an edge on the increasingly wild bluenette. Misty’s warm bust squeezed and squished against Mizaki’s face, the model trying to snuff the girl out and loving the attention of the fans as she did so.

“H-hey!” Misty gasped, feeling Mizaki’s hands get back into the fight and close in around her waist. “Nngh!” Misty grunted, eyes going wide as she felt Mizaki clamp down on her belly. The buxom model grimaced as her belly was clenched down on, making her moan out in pain. Misty released her own hold, trying to get a clumsy handle on Mizaki’s head and push her away.

“Leggo!” Misty groaned, panicking a little bit as she tied to get away from the hold. With one hand, the model pushed against Mizaki’s head, while the other flailed for freedom. Misty grunted in pain, the hold not exactly devastating, but Mizaki’s cruel attitude and increasing desperation being enough to make Misty start to panic and want to get away!

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Misty let go soon enough, and whilst all her efforts were put on prying Misty off her like a overbearing fan, she'd find the busty bluenette not at all interested in quitting. Even if her squeeze was nothing more than a discomfort, she'd keep that discomfort up until Misty's lovely core was aching like hell. Mizaki knew more than anyone where she lacked strength, and whilst she was by no means in possession of a figure whom could pick Misty up in this hold and break her in half, she was eager to make up for lack of said power with raw determination!

"Only after...I smush your fat gut!" Mizaki roared, trying to shake Misty left and right as the darker skinned gal stayed to her feet, with Mizaki's head still against her bust though out of her own intention. That awkward hug clamping down and staying so, as Mizaki let loose a long, hot breath against Misty's bosom!

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Misty tried to pry the Japanese woman off of her, to no avail. Feeling her belly squeezed was leaving the model short of breath, feeling trapped, and struggling against her captor like a caged animal. Still, Mizaki wasn’t letting up, and Misty knew she had to think of something before this started to get worse. As it was, Misty’s arms were flailing around, her legs kicking like a ragdoll as Mizaki took control of her body and shook her around!

“Nnngh,” Misty moaned, feeling Mizaki’s hot breath on her sensitive bust. Blushing a little, Misty tried to turn that to her advantage. Clasping her arms around Mizaki’s head, Misty yanked the girl into her bust, trying to smother her yet again in the center of the ring. “Who you calling … ngh! Who you calling fat, you cow?” Misty demanded, trying to smash Mizaki’s face against her breasts, despite the rising blush making her cheeks, and chest, burn, and her spine quiver slightly.