Gloria 'Nunviolent' Schäfer VS Amelie Roux: Sunday School

Falls Count Anywhere Hentai Match

Whilst buxom French beauty Amelie Roux was no virgin to helping fellow AFW stars debut, there was something about her opponent tonight that warranted extreme interest on the lewd giant's behalf. Not only did her opponent have something of a interesting 'quirk' to her; quickly discovered upon Amelie's analysis of her opponent's somewhat lewd pictures, but her soon to be hentai-partner was a near perfect physical match for the busty Amazon. Hips, ass, chest and general frame all appeared to be equal or greater than Amelie's own, the fact alone enough to warrant a hefty licking of lips from the beauty.

Clad in her now somewhat infamous typical white attire, the French giant would take a second or two behind the entrance curtain to shake off her limbs, a weird eagerness filling the giant greatly. No matter what happened, be it domination on the newcomers part or on her own, Amelie would simply sweat from the mere touch of such a sexy figure; images of Gloria already stapled in her mind, soon to be replaced by the real thing.

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Lights flaring and music blaring, the amazon would make her usual exaggerated strut down to the ring, hands lazily to her swinging hips as ever. A first for Amelie though, was that the beauties eyes never once moved from the ring as they usually would; the giant more often than none filling the crowd with vivid imagery of a six foot busty amazon throwing winks and lewd pouts their way as she made her way ringside. Instead, Amelie's focus was absolute; to her even the pace down to the ring was merely filler to the real thing.

Sliding under the bottom rope, her curvaceous rear somehow not grazing and grinding along the lowest rope, Amelie would stand with a spring in her step, quickly taking to her corner as she breathed long controlled breaths. Her hands softly finding their way to the top ropes, the beauty had purposefully picked a corner in which she could simply lay and watch her foe appear before her; legs already crossed as she stood, her eagerness embarrassingly already making the beauty bite her lip. She expected somewhat theatricality from the woman in question she was soon to be trying to bring to orgasm, all over the ring and ringside no-doubt, and was more than keen for such theatricality to be over and done with quickly so that Amelie could get her hands on her!

Her debut match, sooner than she had thought would happen. Perhaps it was the fact that she dressed like a nun that made people consider her a easy victory, something that many if not everyone who dared to fight her paid with their consciousness. A hentai match was not something out of the question for her, an unnerving type that would pretty much make people realize that she wasn't an ordinary nun who would hide away from the slightest affection or lewdness. She shook her head as she watched her opponent's intro, rather unimpressed though she had self didn't have much of a intro ready, not really caring for a flashy one when victories spoke louder than them.

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Her theme blasted through the speakers within the arena, lights turned dark as the flares attached just outside the stage shot up, revealing Gloria to the crowd and her opponent, standing there with one hand upon her hip and the other hand idly clenching and loosening, looking down at it as she waited for the signal of the flares, walking down the ramp, each light flickering on to show the way to the ring, new flares along the ramp turning on to add with her intro, the small sparks bouncing off her body as she marched down and to the side of the ring. She discarded her veil, handing it over to the staff member, followed by her gauntlets she usually wore for her Hardcore matches.

Once ready, she took the metal stairs to ascend, slipping between the middle and top ropes, one leg at a time before she straightened up and faced her opponent, rolling her right shoulder as she headed for the turnbuckle furthest away to get herself ready. This was a erotic match, though also a rough one, allowing Gloria to use everything at her disposal to not only defeat her opponent, but also to make her feel like she was being broken by the nun and fucked silly along the process, pleasure and pain that would unleash a ultimate mixture unknown to her opponent!

Soon enough, Amelie would be treated to the show she sought, eyes scanning Gloria head to toe the moment the woman appeared on the stage, aptly appearing as if she had just shot out from a beam of holy light. Said figure continued to near literally shine as it made it's way down the ramp; the audience near captivated to the same levels as the French beauty in the ring, at the mere sight of such a curvy figure confined to such a curious choice of outfit. Still, the French beauty would remain in her corner, somewhat giving her foe just as much an opportunity to latch her eyes on the amazon's own scantily clad figure as Amelie herself had been given.

Amelie's attention would remain captivated by her foe removing her veil, revealing the beauty beneath that made the body attached oh-so-much more appealing to the French amazon, with locks of length that rivalled Amelie's own if not greater. A single bite of her lip would reveal her already growing lust, as her foe made her way into the ring, curves showing of their own accord when said figure bent and crouched to slide under the rope. Curiously, for such a confident stride and choice of outfit Gloria opted to remain wordless, something Amelie was eager to change.

"My...what have I done to deserve such a present..." She'd purr with her thick French accent making it's own entrance into the match, eyes lowering to a lewd gaze as she took but a few slow steps forward, hips swaying with every motion.

Once she was standing right in front of Amelie, she placed her right hand onto her hip, the other hand used to rub and massage the side of her neck, working herself up for the fight that was about to happen while her opponent took her steps towards her, though it did not seem to intimidate the nun at the slightest, instead releasing a calm tone of voice as response. " I'm afraid you're mistaken, child.. " She withdrew her hand from her neck, bringing it out in front of her to clench it into a tight fist, the rather kind yet eerie smile on her face only got brighter when her theme ended, though she was more focused on her opponent to realize that.

" This is not present.. This is vindication. I want to see if your body can take it, or if it will break from the pressure. " Gloria ended with that, bringing both hands to her sides as she heard the bell ring, which caused her to instantly push forward, her hands coming up to try and grasp Amelie by the shoulder and neck, wanting to lock up with the woman and immediately assume the domination position by trying to push her towards her own turnbuckle.

Amelie wasn't at all looking to threaten the woman, nor was she intending to suggest so by getting to close. Planning to stop a few metres away from the busty beauty, she'd instead find herself stopping near right after the moment she began her stroll, finding Gloria extending a tight fist that suggested she stay where she was, before informing her that Amelie had gotten the wrong end of the stick.

At first gaining the impression her foe might of been of a deadly serious nature that could of in-fact been out to hurt the French giant, Amelie would breathe something of a small sigh of relief as she tilted to one side on her hip. Her foe stating her desire to apply monstrous pressure on the beauty only delighted Amelie to the thought; the giant herself barely resisting biting her lip before Gloria.

As she opened her mouth to most likely continue her own tease, she'd find the busty beauty closing the gap with her, locking hands to shoulder and neck before giving her a mighty shove. Whilst Amelie's size offered her natural resistance and a firm base against such, she'd simply latch hands in similar fashion merely to control her descent backwards. Now with back to the corner, she'd keep her own hands latched to Gloria, albeit extremely curious to see what her foe would do now that she was in a controlling position!

With her opponent against the corner the Nun needed only a few seconds to adjust herself, those hands coming to grasp Gloria but she was one step ahead, which was a quick turn so her side was facing her opponent before she slammed that big thin right into Amelie's crotch and abs to make sure she was properly squashed up against the corner!

There was no telling what was going on in the mind of the rather violent Nun, who simply smirked as she planned to use that new position to try and bring an arm around Amelie's neck, wanting to pull down hard upon it so she could try and hiptoss the woman down to the canvas and get some ground grappling going from there.

Seconds into the engagement, and Amelie's curiosity had landed the tall beauty in a bad spot. Gloria had the advantage of complete surprise on the French giant; Amelie unsure as to whether expect amazing power, or a technical masterclass. Apparently it soon became the former, as Amelie found a thigh rammed in between her own legs. The shock more than anything made the beauty's eyes shoot wide for a moment; the size of her own thick thighs preventing Gloria from outright low blowing her.

The size of the woman's legs however, did not prevent Gloria from performing her hip toss flawlessly!

Landing on her back with a grunt, Amelie's hands would come to the violent nuns own sides in an effort to push off with mild force-the look on her face that of someone a little more serious.

That being said, she wasn't exactly complaining being under such a sexy figure!

Things were going flawlessly for Gloria, who took only a second to think about how she wanted to deal with Amelie, dropping herself down to make sure her opponent would stay down by sitting on her face! While her rear was covered by that tight bodysuit, it still showed the curves that could easily smother Amelie out if she wasn't too careful, something the Nun was going to use to her advantage this entire match to make sure Amelie would learn to respect her, and also drool in bliss by the end of it!

She would also try to grasp Amelie' hands to try and tuck them under her knees to pin them under her weight, which would leave her hand to grope and squeeze those massive, juicy breasts to get a good feel on her opponent.

Amelie was more than happy to serve as a seat for that firm rear, but her hands would quickly find themselves latched to either cheek. Being no woman of small stature, she gave a firm push on her own end to prevent herself being outright smothered, but by no means attempt to shove the Nun straight off her. It didn't hurt to get a firm fondling of those cheeks either.

As her foe tried to restrain those wandering hands, Amelie merely bent her arms; sliding either limb underneath that curvacous rear and thighs. Simply put, she was both hiding them from Gloria whilst restraining them in her own manner! All the while, she purred in delight as her foe sought to her heaving chest!

While the result wasn't the same like she wanted it, she at least got the top position on the woman, not even taking the time to even try and smother the woman since she was more focused on weakening her and what better way than to grasp those large breasts to begin kneading and pushing into them, just sizing them up while she could feel those naughty hands squeezing and fondling her rear like she had the authority to do so.

Releasing those breasts, she would instead lift herself up a little to grasp those wrists, sliding her hands along Amelie's arms to make sure she had a smooth grip on them until she reached those wrists, trying to pin them to the mat so she could plant that bodysuited ass right down upon Amelie's face again, which would still easily slip between those cheeks that would fill up her face if she pressed down full weight.