L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

With Tiffany's hard red haired head slamming into the smug blonde's, her heavy breasts were finally relieved of their pain. Though, the fight was not relieved of intensity, only heating up as now the sweat soaked country gals rolled around the barn in a violent catball once more. Her back hitting a hay bale, Tiffany used the leverage to bring her bare foot up against Cathy's midriff, kicking her back! "You best give up before I smash yer ugly blonde face!"

“Ooouff!” Cathy exhaled violently as Tiffany’s bare foot connected with her diaphragm, hitting her harder than she’d thought the Eastwood gal was capable of this late in the fight. Shee-itt – this one’s even more of a bruiser than AJ! The thought flashed through the Montana cowgirl’s mind as she landed winded, on her back, in a big soft bale of hay. Cathy was getting very hot and tired, and the sweat was running into her eyes. Blinking to clear her vision she suddenly saw Tiffany rise and leap directly at her yelling something that sounded like an Appalachian war cry. There was barely time to brace before the inevitable sweaty collision came.

Having thoroughly thrashed Cathy, (though not without her own hiccups along the way), Tiffany finally had the smug blonde bitch right where she wanted her. With the blonde cowgirl's back to a bale of hay, the topless redhead threw herself at her foe, smashing into her in a torrent of sweat. Huffing in exhaustion, Tiff narrowed her brow as she arched her back before slamming her breasts into Cathy's face! "Now yer finally gettin' whatcha deserve!"

Cathy knew instinctively that she was entering the danger zone as the redhead’s sweaty breasts smacked into her face. The Montana girl barely had time to suck in half a breath before the lights went out and she was struggling to escape the soft, damp pressure that enveloped her mouth and nose.
YEEECH – can’t breathe!!! her brain shrieked in urgent warning, and she tried to kick out... but Tiff only pushed down harder… pressing the struggling blonde deeper into the pillowy hay… truly dominating her for the first time in the match.

Thrashing about weakly on the floor of that Pennsylvania barn, practically drowning in the other girl’s sweat, Cathy Jefferson realized she was finally on the verge of being smothered into submission by Tiffany Eastwood’s stupendous boobs. This wasn’t how this match was supposed to end, she told herself. Just how much had she underestimated Tiff Eastwood’s desire for revenge?!?