Wrong Place - Wrong Time: Harley Jackson V Melody White

Melody threw herself into the smother and buried her face deep, her tongue lapped and licked as she nuzzled. Her face was flushed red from the smothering but she wanted more, no matter if it meant she passed out, which was close.

Her head rocked back and forth with the motion and eventually her head dropped back to the canvas as Harley engulfed her. She had no idea if Harley had came yet but it felt like it. The combined weight, scent and feel of this hot kawaii was all too much

Harley would start to moan louder and hump against Melody's face to try and get her opponent's lips right against her crotch which would cause Harley's face to turn in pleasure as she closed hey eyes while letting out a final moan before she would go pretty limp on top of Melody, her legs trembling after her orgasm as she would look down at Melody with a smile but keep her cum flooded panties right in Melody's face so she can hope to win the match.

Melody gasped her last as she felt Harley let go and drown her with her release. She went limp, her eyes closing as the air left her body. All the crowd could see from under Harley's sexy plump bum was Melodies big breasts rising and falling very slowly. The musical kawaii had fallen victim to one of the hottest smothers she had ever had, and she wanted it that way.

Harley had won the match but in some ways, Melody had won also.

The ref would ring for the bell and Harley would be a little surprised at how soon the match ended, sure she was glad to have gotten an orgasm out of it but she was surprised with how quickly the match ended.

Harley would get off her opponent's face and go to her bag at ringside and pick out a business card from it and would throw it in the ring for her opponent to find later on, the contents of said card would be " You are hereby invited to Harley Jackson's bedroom, here is my number ******* " with a smiley face that is winking scribbled next to the number.

Harley would then go around the ring and high five every fan in the front row before finally leaving when she reaches the top of the ramp, satisfied with a win and satisfied with her opponent.