L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ivan smirks, ignoring Crowe's taps as he continues to pump his fingers knuckle-deep into her cunt. Her struggles only serve to make the Filipino fighter grin wider.

"Not so tough against someone like me, are ya?" he jeers from behind her.

To prove his point, Ivan curls his fingers upward, rubbing against the sensitive front wall of her vagina. He can feel it flutter and squeeze his digits in response.

"I bet I can make you cum with my fingers alone." Ivan taunts.

His other arm constricts tighter around her throat, squeezing the last bits of air from her lungs as he finger-fucks her faster. Ivan bites and sucks hickeys along her neck and shoulder, marking her for this encounter.

"After you cum, I'll pound you straight to unconsciousness." he promises, feeling her juices coating his hand and running down her thighs.

"Uhhh.... Uhhhhh.... UGH!!!!"

Crowe would scream out as Ivan would continue to play with the Irish woman. She would continue to be pounded and toyed with, struggling against her captor. Everyonce and a while the teacher would spin around and deliver a stray elbow or strike towards Ivan, but none of which was doing much.

It would take a minute or two, before eventually the purple haired woman would arc her back and let out a deep moan, before leting out an orgasim, drenching her thighs and Ivan's fingers as her struggling stopped.

Ivan feels Crowe's velvet walls clench around his invading fingers as she climaxes. He works her through it, twisting and scissoring, drawing out every last shudder of pleasure.

"There we go..." he said, licking the shell of her ear. "I knew you'd cum with just my fingers."

Ivan then easily manhandles Crowe's body, bending her over the rope. He lines himself up with her exposed pussy, the swollen tip of his cock nudging her entrance.

"Hope you're ready for this," he growls, grabbing her hips in a bruising grip. With one powerful thrust, Ivan sheathes himself fully inside her, burying to the hilt in her slick heat.

"UNNGH FUCK! So goddamn tight!" Ivan groans, relishing in the vice-like grip of her pussy. He immediately sets a brutal pace, pounding into her relentlessly. The wet slap of skin on skin echoes obscenely throughout the ring.

Leaning forward, Ivan grabs hold of both of her arms, applying pressure as he rails her from behind. He pants as he continues, hammering mercilessly into her core, looks like he's taking toll from the entire match.