Vs. 
Vs. 
Triple Threat Hentai Match
LAW Hentai Championship Match
First To Make A Competitor Orgasm Is The Victor
The Winner Will Be Declared LAW Hentai Champion
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Welp. It had to happen eventually.
Having started later than the rest as it were, but by no means being left behind, Ducky Williams had placed herself possibly at the very forefront of LAW itself in terms of main eventers.
Little had to be said about Eirina Makishima. She was the very face of hentai itself in the world of LAW. And she certainly wasn't dragging her boots outside of the company either.
Eileen Sommers on the other hand? Well, if you had believed what she sprouted, you'd have likely have been on the very small bandwagon that the redhead should have been World Champion already. But if you looked at records and accomplishments, to say she was behind from her fellow competitors tonight would be a understatement. Though, she did have one accolade under her belt.
She'd never been beaten. And right now, that was enough.
With the stage set mere weeks before for this final confrontation as it were, the crowd would be left hushing themselves as the lights began to dip. Uncharistically, it would be the most egotystical of the trio that opted to make her entrance first. Though she had a reason, for this time only.
Emerging on the ramp with her newly acquired jacket closed atop her frame, the redheads scantily clad legs would be a small teaser of what was to come from Eileen's choice of attire, as the smug German held her hips whilst the other hand threw a mock wave to the crowd. Descending at her own leisurely pace, it was only at ringside that she began to unbutton her jacket. Those across the ring on the other side of the barricade would already find themselves somewhat trying to zoom in, to get the full breath of what Eileen had upon her frame.
Soon enough pressing her feet upon the side of the ring itself after a leisurely climb, Eileen would swing those thick legs of hers through the ropes rather quickly indeed, before coming to a stop dead centre of the ring. The many in the audience who had caught wind of Eileen's true persona had for a change, opted to be quiet, as the German's music continued to rage on. Those few in attendance who supported Eileen were of similar nature, though they did require the use of their hands to stop their jaws from touching upon the ground.
As Eileen Sommers slowly slid off her jacket, before haplessly tossing to to the side...
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