L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Based on Kawakami's expression, to Nuo's perspective it looked like she was ready to go. With the two ready, the newbie stood in the middle and watched her opponent slowly approached her. "I like to see you try!" Laughing at her opponent's promise, though her flirtatious wink did manage to caught her off guard.

Once they were ready for round two, none of them really make the first move. They didn't really do much till Sakura had gotten up close to her face for their bodies to press into each other. She was more focused of their breasts mushroomed between them to notice what the model was planning.

"Huh-" Her eyes were wide open, confused by what Sakura meant until she felt their lips touch and their tongues wrestle. Feeling her energy slowly draining by Sakura's kiss as her arms would drop. Her eyes slight closed as if she was giving in just by the kiss.

As the two kissed, the crowd could only watch and cheer in amazement at what they were witnessing. Sakura acknowledged her fans are perverts. After all, she is a model and wasn't new to getting creepy DMs from weird fans. Yet what she was doing now was the opposite of her brand before coming to LAW. Before she was just a cute petite swimsuit model and now she sex-fights wrestlers like her opponent Nuo.

"Mpphhhh"

Despite all the stress that was on the blondes mind, that was all in the back of her head now as she kissed the newbie. Giving the same energy her opponent was giving earlier, Sakura slapped her thigh against her opponent's crotch, while simultaneously leaning forward in an attempt to get her scantly clad opponent on her back where she could then have more control of the fight!

Nuo was distracted by the kiss to even notice what Sakura was planning. Jumping a bit when she felt her opponent's thigh going between her legs and rubbing into her crotch. As the the two make out, the clumsy newbie fell back, resulting with the two collapsing on the mat. The newbie groaned while laying underneath the swimsuit model. She placed her hands on Sakura's shoulders, attempting to break the kiss.

"G-get... Off me..." Nuo groaned, kicking her legs in the air as she squirmed. Accidently rubbing her body into Sakura's with their belly buttons kissing as their busts pressing into each other.

The girls sweaty bodies slapped together, their thick parts rubbing around as Sakura and Nuo fought for domination of this match. Nuo broke the hold with Sakura as the clumsy newbie pushed at her shoulders, before kicking her legs into the air. This didn't stop Sakura from rubbing her thigh against her opponent, and this moment of control felt pretty good for the model. "How do you like that Nuo-pig? I bet you are going to like it even better when I am fucking you with my finger!" Now moving her hand down, Sakura began to rub her opponent's crotch, hoping that this would envoke another reaction out of the noob.

Kawakami got what she wanted as Nuo jumped by her hand rubbing down on her crotch. Swinging her hips around to try avoiding Sakura's hand that was rubbing her, making it as difficult as possible. "W-who are you calling a pig, you bitch!" Nuo yell, didn't expect to call someone names while she was down. Her both anger and pleasure was getting the best of her. "I bet you like it when I do it to you!" Throwing her hand at the swimsuit model's crotch. Racing to see who'd make a better reaction out of the other as they rubbed each other's crotch.

Rubbing her opponents crotch, Sakura was nervous as she felt her opponent begin to relatiate, beginning to rub her already sensitive area. Clasping her free hand around Nuo’s rear, the blonde hoped that she could prevent her opponent from getting the upper hand on her as they rubbed each others womanhoods. ”Fuck- fuck you bitch, I’m not gonna cum this time, It’s gonna be you!” As she said this whole gasping in between hot heavy breaths, she rubbed Nuo’s crotch even harder.

Nuo felt a sudden shock of pleasure rushing through her body, forcing her to fall on Kawakami's shoulder. Blowing hot air of sweet moans into the swimsuit model's ear as they rub their hands against each other's womanhood. Trying to control herself as she wanted to show off her endurance against Kawakami's. Pulling her head back to gasp before leaning forward. Pressing her forehead against her opponent's as they exchange eye contact. "Y-you sure? T-there's no need to resist."