AV 15 Hentai Title Kumis Match: Natasha Loclear(C) Vs. Sahar Abia "The Pharoah"

The Pharaoh would attempt to get up but was being slowed down by all the kumis affecting her.  As she attempted to get on her hands and knees she would be sent back down into the kumis as her opponent drop down on her, digging her knee right into Sahar back making the Egyptian wrestler cry out in pain as her face was now filled with the alcoholic beverage.  If possible, she would then try to roll away, attempting to put some distance between herself and her French opponent.

Natasha struck fast and hard, leaping up into the air and dropping down with her knees crashing into the back of Sahar who was dropped to the floor beneath the Frenchwoman's weight. With their bodies slick with kumis Natasha slipped off to the side of the Pharaoh with the other woman rolling away when she had the chance, but not before Natasha outstretched her right hand and closed it around the string of Sahar's bikini top, giving it a sharp tug as the woman rolled away to snatch it clean off her body.

"Finally, its about time we got you out of that!" Natasha said, tossing the top across the pool and then getting back to her feet.

Sahar did manage to roll away from her opponent though it did come at a cost as Natasha managed to grab onto her top and pulling it off her body. Though to the Pharaoh, it was nothing to be ashamed of, she had fought nude before so this was nothing new. She would then get up to her feet, hearing about how it was about time that she was finally naked. Yet the Egyptian wrestler would have a bit of a hard time keeping her balance due to the combined effect of the kumis and all the rolling she had just done. “I guess it's time for me to return the favor.” said the Pharaoh as she focus her sights on her opponent while still trying to keep her balance.

"I suppose it is." Natasha replied with a practically predatory grin, her hands resting upon her hips with her chest thrust out in challenge to the woman who thought to take her belt from her. "One wonders if you can though." She added in a soft but more serious voice before closing in on Sahar, moving as quick as she dared to in the kumis pool with her hands up in front of her. She would lunge forward the last couple of feet, hands seeking out Sahar's breasts so she could yank the woman towards her, knee shooting up between her legs.

Sahar began to regain her balance as Natasha continued to talk, now challenging the Pharaoh ability to strip her down. The French women then charged in before lunging towards the Egyptian. Sahar would find her breasts begin grabbed as she was pulled towards her opponent. The purple hair Egyptian was about to counter-attack with a brutal backhand to the chest but was stop halfway as her French opponent performed a low blow. Sahar would gasp for air as she then attempted to cover her sex, trying to shield it from further punishment. The crowd would boo at the sight of such a dirty tactic being employed.

Natasha wasn't interested in being at Sahar's mercy again any time soon and was keeping up the pressure, this time with a swift knee to the sex of her opponent that left her frozen in her tracks. There were some boos from the crowd but there was a healthy amount of cheering as well, the crowd for the most part getting over the low blow quite quickly since they now got to see Natasha work her opponent over.

Leaning over Natasha would wrap her arms around Sahar's waist and try to lift her clean off the ground, pulling her up so she was hanging upside down with the back of her head resting against Natasha's sex and Sahar's own sex sitting just in front of the Frenchwoman's face.

While Sahar was still trying to recover from the brutal low blow, she would find her opponent arms wrapping over her waist before being lifted off the ground. All the blood would now rush to her head, making it harder to focus, not to mention her face wasn't too far from the kumis which didn't help either. She assumed that her opponent was either going to perform a piledriver or perform some kind of sexual act on her. Either one would not leave the Egyptian wrestler in a good position but right now she was just too out of it to do anything about it.

Natasha felt like she had a feast laid out before her and while she had always been good at restraining herself from overindulgence this was one feast she intended to devour entirely. She would carry Sahar to the middle of the ring and only then would she lean her head down and take the thin fabric covering the Pharaoh's sex between her teeth, pulling it aside to expose the woman's pussy to the crowd who rose to their feet at the prospect of what was about to take place. "Now heres what you should have done." She teased before giving the woman's slit a soft kiss, one that was swiftly followed with her tongue delving inside the woman for her first taste of the match.

Sahar could feel what little clothing she had covering her being removed by her opponent as she was brought in the middle of the ring. She could hear her opponent teasing her before giving a soft kiss on her sex. Then a moan would come out of the Pharaoh as she felt her opponent tongue enter her. She knew at this point she needed to turn the match around. Using her arms, she would attempt to sent her elbow right into Natasha sides, in hopes of breaking her opponent focus and hold on her.

Natasha moaned into the waiting sex of the Pharaoh as her tongue slid past the woman's slick labia and into those mushy folds, buring itself deep within the woman while her low moaning sent soft vibrations throughout Sahar's womanhood. A sudden shot to her side put a momentary stop to Natasha's enjoyment of Sahar's body, the heiress wincing from the sharp pain in her ribs but she wouldn't be dropping her from just that. "Oh aren't you trouble." She laughed before spreading open Sahar's nether lips with her mouth and thrusting her tongue back where it belonged, within the Pharaoh as she ate her out quite hungrily.