Fathia Aiyn Vs. Mina Mistletoe

Fathia was surprised that her clothesline was ducked and found herself grabbed and tossed onto her back. She let out an 'off' but rolled witht he flip and pulled her legs up, intent on kipping up quickly. It was never meant to be as she saw mina hurting at her, Fathia's own feet heading for Mina's knees.

"Wha--" Mina cried in surprise as her knees slammed against Fathia's feet...causing her to bounce back, landing on her ass, quite surprised. Knowing that she had to act quickly, she kicked hard into Fathia's exposed thighs, before rolling back to her feet.

The crash sent a jolt through Fathia's legs and she tried to scoot backwards. She growled at the kick and lunged forward to try and grab ahold of it before Mina could pull it away.

Mina cursed as Fathia caught her by the foot. Seeing an opportunity, she lunged forward into Fatha, using her closeness to grab at her head and drag her head into her breasts for a smother, while her free hand send a punch slamming into the pirate girl's side.

Fathia could only growl as her hair was grabbed and she was forced into Mina's breasts. She tried her best to make sure she landed on Mina's leg, so she could at least keep it pinned. She felt the punches smash into her side and grunted at each one, but she seemed fairly subdued by it. She pulled her arm up, to try and defend from the blows so they hit her shoulder. With her other hand she reached into her belt and discreetly pulled out a small razorblade. While the ref and mina were distracted, she would attempt to cut the fabric of Mina's unitard near the crotch enough to make sure it would tear pretty easily later on.

Mina heard something tear, and gasped when she realized where Fathia's arm was going. "REF!" she shouted, looping an arm forwards to encircle Fathia's knife-wielding arm. At the same time, her free hand ran through Fathia's white hair, pressing against the back of her head to drive her face deeper into her breasts. She gave her jugs a nice wiggle, just to tease Fathia in the process.

By the time that Mina had grabbed her arm and called out for the ref, Fathia had already slipped the razor away. Mina certainly was a tattle-tale. It was as if she was looking or expecting Fathia to get disqualified. That would never happen. She grinned as she thought about it. But her thoughts were dispersed as she felt herselv shoved deeper into Mina's breasts and as the Christmas Kitten wobbled them in front of her, she growled. She was lucky to have a free hand though and used it to try and finish the job her razorblade started, tugging at the bottom of Mina's uniform to tear it at the crotch and expose Mina's womanhood.

Mina suddenly went wide-eyed when she heard a tearing sound. Crying out in alarm, she tried to turn them over so that Fathia was on her back, trying to drive her opponent's face deeper into the valley of her breasts, all the while slamming a knee down between her legs.

Being in close proximity to Mina's breasts had made it hard for Fathia to get a good dose of fresh oxygen but until now it had just made for a steamy situation. Fathia grunted as Mina tried to flip them so she was on her back. She was getting tired of Mina thinking she could do as she pleased and almost as soon as Mina attempted it, Fathia shoved two fingers into Mina's pussy to try and stall her.

Mina's eyes lit up in surpsie at Fathia's unexpected entry and she barely suppressed a startled shriek. Red-faced, she released the other girl, she slamming a knee up against her foe's midsection to force her to let go, before rolling away, embarassed.