L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Desmond came to backstage after a match. He took on some enhancement talent, winning, and even getting to 'enjoy' her, his dick still half hard in his speedos. It was good, but he was about to head to Janice for another, when he saw a hot woman clad in a jungle girl outfit, her back to him, her mostly exposed ass just beggin for his loving. 'Hey...maybe she'd like to join Janice and me.' The DILF thought. He walked up to her from behind. "If the front's even finer than the back, please warn me." He told her.

The woman in question had a slight tanned skin and a gorgeous form clad with a jungle girl outfit that was different shades of brown that was held together by straps and continued other accessories. As she turned around, her long brown hair whipped and the man could see her form up front with piercing grayish blue eyes staring at him. For a brief moment, the eyes looked...calculating...like a predator observing prey. Of course, the expression quickly changed to one that amused.

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"Well, I have been told I look amazing," the woman responded as she spoke to the man, "The name's Anna. I was observing your previous performance. Interesting, to say the least, Mr. Miller."

Desmond was very intrigued. "Well...what can I say? I'm the ultimate package. Charming, powerful, and an amazing cock. It's just a shame I never really get to show off my talents." He bragged, stretching back, 'subtly' showing his body off to her. "How about you, little mama? LAW treating you good?" Desmond asked.

"Well, I can definitely say that LAW has provided some opportunities for fun." Anna responded, "And I am sure you are a man of many talents." As they talked, it was only the two of them, no one else was in sight.

"Oh, that I am...and I would love to show you a few." He said, showing off his body. "Maybe you want to see them...in the hotel room I'm staying at?" He said, putting his hand on her waist, traveling up the jungle girl's body.

Python felt Desmond placing a hand on her waist and moving her body slowly.

"So, you expect me to be your plaything for the evening?" Python responded to Desmond's behaviour with a tone of amusement and annoyance.

"Well...I mean, it's not like you'll have a bad time." He said, resting his hand right on her breast. "Come on, be my sexy jungle girl tonight..." He said, running his other hand over his crotch.

"As amusing as that would be." Python said with her annoyed-amused tone, noticing that Desmond was attempting to cup her breast, grabbed his wrist and gave it a gentle twist, "I'm not someone who is easily made into someone's plaything." She held the gentle twist on Desmond's wrist, but showed she would be ready to go hard on him if he tried something.

"So unless you have an idea for how we can settle this first, no visits to hotel rooms." Python continued. She was going to egg Desmond into agreeing to some kind of fight.

Desmond gave a small grunt as she twisted his wrist. "Well, how about a friendly little match? I win, you're mine...only for tonight of course." He said, trying to break away.

"A simple match?" Python said, pretending to be shocked, before smirking, "Very well, but the arena is currently in use." That did raise a good point, as that they had to find out where they would have to go to do their one on one.