Diana Accera vs Sylvie Leblanc: Steamy Eurobrawl!

[Anime_dreamfighter]

"Hmmm... I can think of worse ways to unwind..." As Diana engaged the clinch Sylvie's next move was purely instinctive, locking her opponent in and re-engaging in that busty, grinding tug of war that had characterized so much of the match before. The silver-haired grappler wasn't even sure she had the energy to lift her buxom opponent off the floor again, but she'd sure give her something to think about, tightening her grip around the other woman's torso, moulding their luscious curves together all over again!

[Devilish53]

Pulled into that body to body clinch, naturally, Diana's arms did the same. Effectively hugging around the sides and back of the white haired figure, not squeezing nor lifting, albeit mostly out of lack of energy, but merely holding her posture, Diana would turn her head just slightly. Avoiding directly rubbing her nose against Sylvie's own, the dark haired amazon would settle for something of a tight cheek rub instead, as she parted her legs to make herself all the more stable.

"Mmm...this...this again...?"

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Leaning forward, feeling Diana's cheek rubbing her own, Sylvie groaned gently as her muscles experienced that familiar strain. Abdomens, thighs and boobs pressing... the exquisite tension as Diana's nubile body interlocked erotically with her own. With the score one apiece, it seemed like it was testing time all over again!

[Devilish53]

With this particular hold neither of the squeezing nor lifting variety, Diana still found herself at her wits end regardless. The body of Sylvie was just too damn much, at least in this regard, although even in a strictly physical nature it was apparent the Italian had found her match. Stepping forward to complete the lock, bodies would rub almost in tandem as Diana's rose, only for the white haired beauties to fall, and vice versa. Their heads staying level, eyes closed and cheeks heavily pressed, Diana was unsure how long she could possibly last in a scenario like this given what her body had already endured.

She was damn sure going to find out though. And needless to say, the rubbing continued. In an even more lively manner.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Sylvie lowered her head slightly, raising her brows archly at the same time and stared deeply into Diana's eyes. Face breaking into a tired but ecstatic grin she breathed out... "Care to go a few extra rounds like this?" ...while leaning in so their hips bucked and twisting thighs started scissoring low down.
With both young women wrapped round each other like a single living, breathing, gyrating organism, it was starting to look as if that constant rubbing had to lead somewhere soon!

[Devilish53]

"Thought...that was obvious..." Diana moaned, struggling to stop her legs from shaking like jelly, with her hands holding on for dear life as her figure soon weighed hard against Sylvie. If the white haired beauty didn't fall back soon, she'd be sure to do the same. Though, she'd not complain at the prospect of either.

"If anything..I'm regretting all of this fight wasn't like this..." Cheeks still interlocked as each beauty spoke directly into the others ear; their hot breath adding greatly to those rather intoxicating whispers.

[Anime_dreamfighter]

Both powerful women were shaking now as they continued to bear down on each other, Sylvie going for a standing grapevine as she pressed her crotch into Diana's... as if making doubly sure neither of them could disengage before the end finally came.

"Well, if I fall over now you're coming down with me..." she whispered seductively, realising that Diana's cheek had turned towards her so their mouths were very close.

[Devilish53]

"Ah..crap..."

Her scenario made verbally apparent with that hooking of the leg, Diana couldn't mutter much more before the white haired figure did as she somewhat alluded to. Though, it'd be Diana falling back, with the white haired vixen falling atop. In a tight manner, of course, given the surprising strength of that leg lock so late into the encounter.

A rather rough ooph released as she hit the canvas, Diana's arms went wide upon impact with the floor. That heavy bust colliding and pressing into her own, only luck would have it that in falling atop of Diana, she didn't inadvertedly headbutt the Italian. Though, she'd come close, as the darker haired beauty slowly muttered out into an ear mere inches away from her lips.

"Tch..h..Hi.."

[Anime_dreamfighter]

There was little doubt that lady luck was on Sylvie's side as the two hit the canvas with the silver-haired woman firmly on top. Any other way round, she might not have had sufficient energy left to throw Diana off, simply melting into the other's hot embrace instead as if the pin they were fighting for scarcely mattered any more.

But the French wrestler did end up on top and now had the luxury of stretching her opponent out on the rack beneath her one more time. While their merging heavy busts seemed to be fighting their own separate pinfall battle!

[Devilish53]

"Shit...shh...fuck.." Moaning profanities over and over again, Diana shook her head merely to withstand what was happening to her. The pin itself wasn't the worst; Sylvie's hold against her shoulders was tight, but a buck every now and then restarted the count and saved Diana from falling perhaps for the ultimate time to the white haired beauty. The issue of the moment, of course, was what was happening to Diana's already sore, ground-flat bust.

Her chest nearly poking holes through that signature bikini of hers, as her stretched out top half was turned into quite the nice resting spot for her foe.