L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Heather squirmed and writhed all over as she desperately tugged at her thighs, her words flustering her even more, Heather trying to dance around an answer a little. "I-I--wh--I-I mean I wouldn't say no I--S-shu--shush!!" She whined out, flustered at her smiling and laughing at the whole thing--before suddenly her arm was grabbed.

She yelped out a little, pulled with her before her head was slotted further in, her face stuffed fully against Momo's crotch, the warmth and softness engulfing her sensations, her face burning a full, deep red at the feeling. "M-mmmgnmmhnp!! Mmmhn!!" She let out loud muffled yells and whimpers against her, kicking her legs a little as she twist and turned in her grasp.

Preening happily, Momo had successfully secured Heather's face right between her legs. She felt a shiver crawl up her spine as she arched her back briefly, smiling down at the girl."Now this is a position I could get used to you in," teased Yamamoto, running her fingers through Heather's hair.

Then, with a whip of her hips, the Heart Throb would roll over with Heather's face between her legs, trying to roll Heather over onto her back with Momo's calves underneath her head and neck and, regardless of her success, Yamamoto would nearly tumble, reaching back and ending up with both palms on Heather's breasts, using them to steady herself on top of her opponent!

Heather just let out little flustered muffled whines and whimpers as she said those words, running her fingers through her hair-a sensation that Heather nearly melted at before quickly snapping herself out of it. She kicked her legs a bunch, struggling and squirming with her, giving her as much difficulty as she could as the two rolled over.

She groaned out loudly against her crotch as she was planted atop her face, wincing hard at the sensation of her palms resting firmly on her breasts. It took her a bit to just--take in the whole thing and get her mind back to herself--realizing the position Momo was in. Wincing hard, her grumbles nearly vibrating against her crotch, she kicked both her legs up, trying to catch Momo's head and yank her off!

Momo was on a roll, happily wiggling her hips after she settled herself on Heather, bolstered by her arms being held back on top of the lighter skinned girl's chest! The movement made Heather's head also jostle under her crotch and she let out a giggle, looking down at Sunderland. The Cutie then said, "Imagine if there wasn't any fabric separating your face from my--Ack!"

Suddenly, Heather seemed to find her wits about her and Momo felt two feet hit against the back of her head! She flopped forward as Heather pushed her way out, her body falling right past Heather's head as she let out a discouraged and adorable groan, both hands moving to the back of her head, taking the time laying on her front to recover from the hit!

Heather grumbled out a little as she said those words, the thought of her sitting on her face bare--it almost made it hard for her to actually fight back--but finally, she was able to yank her off from the hold, forcing her right up and off her, watching her fall to her front, giving Heather some space to regain herself a little.

She took a couple deep breaths in and out, biting her lip hard before she turned her body towards her. She went to nearly leap at the girl, trying to get atop her back as she was lying there, attempting to slide her right arm around her neck to lock her in a bit of a loose choke hold!

Momo Yamamoto was trying to get herself back up, but before she could she felt Heather's frame hop on top of her and her arm around her neck. Momo, top half shot up off the mat as she stuck out her tongue. "Gah!" she exclaimed in the sudden loose choke.

She would then close her mouth again, trying to reach up with a hand to try prying Heather's arm away, grunting with effort while her other hand propped the front of her body up off the mat. She would eventually mutter out, "Un... cool... Not the way... I thought... you'd ride me...!" Even in this predicament, the Cutie couldn't help herself but to throw another remark on there at her opponent.

Heather took a deep breath as she pulled and squeezed--though making sure not to actually go hard enough to cause any sort of lasting damage--just enough to make breathing hard for Momo and weaken her steadily. She stuck her tongue out just a bit at the girl's words, it indeed making her blush clearly--but she was trying not to let it get to her.

"E-enough with all of it. Y-you're too cute, it's unfair" She let out in response, moving to slide her other hand beneath Momo--going for something she wouldn't usually do..but this girl was just..bringing it out of her. "Hmph..this is what you get for it" She let out before taking a handful of one of her breasts, going to start groping and kneading at it.

The Heart Throb continued to struggle in the hold, only really able to use one hand to fight back so she could keep propped up and not allow herself to fall deeper into the chokehold. Her generous bust jiggled at each exertion as the cleavage over her top was on full display, showing off those tanned breasts of hers.

And then, Momo heard her reply, finding herself grinning despite the hold she was in. And then suddenly, Yamamoto's eyes shot wide and then immediately her propped up arm buckled to propping her up by her forearm as she let out a moan despite herself. Heather Sunderland had groped one of her large boobs, making the Japanese girl bite her lip to stop from moaning again. "Hey... Plenty of time for that after the match..." she attempted to protest, eyes shutting tight as she tried to focus on trying to get out of the hold at this point, which the Cutie found more and more of a challenge itself as she wiggled around, not even able to stop Heather's groping.

Heather smirked a little, groping and kneading thoroughly at the girl's chest, pushing her fingers in to toy with it a little more, taking in her reaction as she had sort of turned the tables on the girl with the whole flustered thing..though not entirely of course. She kept atop her as much as she could with Momo's wiggling, just enjoying her position over her for the time being, a long breath coming from her mouth.

"Mnhh..We'll see what happens after!" She let out, pulling back a little roughly before finally, suddenly releasing her. She tried to take advantage of her fluster and lack of air from the hold to just--quickly attempt to roll her over beneath her, trying to hop right onto her face and press her crotch firmly against her mouth and nose.

Letting out an adorable squeak and a moan at Heather's groping on her generous breast, Momo Yamamoto was sufficiently distracted from the task at hand. So much that she was completely off guard when Heather had rolled her onto her back and then slid her crotch onto the Cutie's face!

Momo looked shocked as the skirt had covered her face, leaving her more in the dark as her legs kicked underneath Heather. Yamamoto was blushing underneath the skirt as she would then arch her body from under Heather, trying her best to dislodge the girl from stop her, hands reaching down to try pushing at her legs. Meanwhile, she would make muffled groans and squeaks of exertion.