Power Play: Marlee Jackson vs Moira Pandela

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Marlee struggled faintly as Moira mounted her, the bigger woman's rear planted on her lap. So far she'd not been able to gain any real foothold in the match, and was at a loss to understand it. This playful powerhouse seemed impervious to Marlee's attacks.

Moira hauled Marlee into a sitting position, and wrapped her arms around her head in an almost gentle embrace. But then Marlee found herself being pulled forward, and her eyes widened as when she realised what was coming.

"No-MPPPGHH!" Marlee blared in outrage as her face was buried in Moira's enormous bust, completely enveloped and hidden from view. Her arms flailed aimlessly as her world became warm, soft and dark. She fought to breathe, and tried to pull her head back, but in her current position she had no leverage. Marlee was stuck fast, muffled squeaks of frustration escaping from Moira's amazing cleavage as the Kiwi tried to free herself before the smother could send her crashing into unconsciousness!

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Moira had no intention of outright knocking poor Marlee out, instead enjoying the hold over using it as a torture device of sorts. Moira's breasts were massive, to say the least, and near enough no effort was needed for them to outright cover Marlee's cheeks near fully. Her arms hugging tightly, hand to either elbow, as she looked down at the top of her victims head.

"How does it compare then..!" She'd playfully jiggle, wiggling her hips across Marlee's rear whilst that same jiggling motion ran up her body. Making her massive jugs sway against Marlee's cheeks, and make that smother all the worse for the unwilling heavyweight!

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"Gmmph...nghh...ungh!" Marlee complained against Moira's massive bust, trying in vain to pull her head back from the pillowy embrace. She had hold of Moira's arms, trying to pry them open, to no avail.

Then Moira started jiggling her voluptuous frame, causing further embarrassment for the Kiwi wrestler as her face was buffeted by the bigger woman's breasts. To make matters worse, it didn't even seem like Moira was trying to win! Although it was difficult to breath, Marlee was only being held as tightly as necessary to stop her getting away.

With a high pitched cry of outrage, she battered desperately at Moira's arms and sides, trying to do anything to escape this demeaning hold.

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Moira was enjoying the hold immensely, even if she didn't get a answer towards her question given. Surely enough Marlee still found zero enjoyment in her predicament, as she soon opted to ring her arms in on Moira's sides and beat her curves like drums!

Grunting and oophing, Moira was not the sort to grin and bare an assault in the hopes of riding it out. Releasing her smother, she'd scoot back off of Marlee's lap before getting to her knees, whilst her hands came down to her aching sides.

"Well..that was rather rude.."

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It seemed Marlee's battering was at least enough to put off her powerful opponent, as at last Moira released her from the breast smother. Sucking in a huge gulp of air, Marlee shuffled backwards before flopping down on her backside, breasts heaving as she tried to get her breath back, hair disheveled and cheeks flushed crimson.

"Rude?" she exclaimed in disbelief. "I'll show you rude!"

Marlee attempted to get back into control of the match against this strange woman, trying to spring forward from her knees and catch Moira with a clothesline, hoping to knock her down onto her back.

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Moira opted to play injured; her frame far from being among the most durable in LAW, but the fact that so far she had taken next to no damage thus far helped her reign in her breaths. All the while pondering, given that to grab Marlee for her next move, she'd have to think outside the box. Or at least let her smaller foe come to her.

Luckily for her, the latter would soon occur, as Marlee lost her mind in an attempt to clobber the heavy brunettes head and shoulders from her body! Tensing up as best she could as Marlee near enough hopped the little distance between them, Moira went down with a notable thud and her arms going wide. Before she'd try to hook her right a little firmly around her foes body, given Marlee was now ontop of her!

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Marlee's attempted clothesline did not go as expected, as Moira suddenly dropped to the ground, bring the curvy Kiwi down with her. Marlee yelped in surprise as she landed atop her opponent, momentarily frozen with indecision.

Then she felt Moira's arm wrap around her waist in a firm embrace. Suddenly she found herself trapped again, hugged into the big woman's pillowy frame, kicking and writhing in frustration

"Gnnh...no... let me...go!" Marlee blurted, scrabbling at the arm around her waist and trying to arch her body backwards to avoid having her face once again plunged into Moira's tremendous cleavage!

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Moira had a firm hug on Marlee, but it remained just that. Neither seeking a squeeze nor an adjustment to get her foes head back in her bust, Moira pushed her feet to the canvas once or twice, to wiggle herself and by that extension the body atop her own. Her grin baring as the pain in her side from being struck completely faded, Moira's face gave Marlee an answer as to whether she would let her prey go.

And if that wasn't enough, what came next was more enough a clue, as Moira leaned up amidst efforts to pull Marlee's head down. To meet in the middle, and lock lips with her foe!

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Marlee was stuck, yet again. She writhed atop of Moira's voluptuous frame, pushing futilely at the grip around her waist. Her frustration was building as her adversary continually caught her in an unbreakable embrace, effortless. She wasn't even really squeezing Marlee, just trapping her and the New Zealander's face flushed crimson with embarrassment from her predicament. However, things were about to get worse. Moira leaned up, bringing her face up to Marlee's...

"MPPHH!" Marlee's eyes went wide with shock and indignation as Moira's full lips met hers, embracing the curvy Kiwi in a kiss that she couldn't escape from. She squirmed, squeaking and struggling, but Moira clearly had no intention of letting her go. She fought to breath with her lips moving against Moira's in protest.

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As the seconds went on, Moira went for a warmer and firmer cuddle. She'd try to hook her legs a little, locking them around Marlee using what limited flexibility they had, in amidst her hands pulling just a little more. Marlee was free to breath, save for the strain on her lips, but she may have felt quite warm to say the least, given the body she was rubbing against!

"Mm...you're great..." Moira smugly muttered, breaking the kiss for seconds at a time to tease Marlee and let her catch some air, before doubling down, pressing her lips all the firmer to practically steal that breath from her!