Nadya Vintila vs Roxanne

Roxanne just planned to complete the kick, retract her leg, and continue with her dance; she was quite surprised, then, when her leg didn't return when she tried to move it. Trapped, she momentarily lost her rhythm, and that was enough for her opponent to pull her. Before she could mount a good comeback, their roles were reversed; Nadya had tripped her, and now she lay on the mat.

Nadya grinned, and tried to wrap her legs around Roxanne's waist while she tries to lean in, and with a mischevious chuckle she'd move in towards her neck and give her neck a slow gentle lick.

If Nadya wasn't good with strikes, then Roxanne didn't fare very well on the mat either. Soon Nadya's shapely legs ensnared her waist. The dancer gave a little shiver when she felt Nadya's tongue tip at her neck. It wasn't bad, though...

Nevertheless, she was still trapped under Nadya. Roxanne would start to squirm and buckle, trying to jostle Nadya off her.

Nadya giggles as she had her right where she wanted her. As Roxanne started to squirm, she'd let go of the bodyscissors, and would instead try to lock her in a grapevine submission in order to hold her still.

The close contact between the fighters' bodies was making Roxanne blush a bit. She didn't mind doing that in private, maybe, but in the middle of a match it deprived her of her mobility. Her legs were slowly opened, her crotch grinding lightly against Nadya's and her panties becoming visible for the people on the front row. Nadya had effectively immobilized her lower body, and she squirmed more, unable to get free from Nadya's grapevine.

Nadya cooed as she saw Roxanne blushing, and started to gently grind her hips down on Roxanne's, emitting a little moan as she started to grind against her. "Mmm... I love this position... moreso than a schoolgirl pin." She smiled, and shifted her grip on her arms so Roxanne's arms were above her head and kept them pinned down with one hand while her other hand wandered down to the dancer's breasts to feel them up gently.

"Forgive me, but I can't help myself... you have quite the lovely figure..." She commented.

Roxanne held in a quiet moan an Nadya started to grind and fondle her body. This was getting dangerous. She had to use all her efforts just to fight back the snaughty sensations and keep a shoulder up in that position. If this continued, she'd either get pinned for good, submit from Nadya's grapevine, or forget the match completely because of her arousal. Or maybe all three at the same time. Mustering her energies, she started to buckle fiercely under Nadya, and would not stop until the contortionist got off her or she ran out of gas.

Nadya blinked when she started to buckle and squirm wildly. She was having trouble staying on top of her, and was losing her grip on her. She'd try for one more move, and would slide her hand down between Roxanne's legs and cup her sex firmly, giving it a gentle rub. If that didn't calm her down, however, she'd become unbalanced and would fall off the tango dancer, laying on her side afterwards.

Amidst her shaking and buckling, Nadya's mischevious hand would send one more shiver across Roxanne's body. She failed to hide a louder moan that came from her lips, but that didn't calm her. With a last, stronger shake, she finally got Nadya off her. For a moment, she would stay there, sweating from the close contact, until her heartbeats slowed down a little. Unless Nadya came for her again in the meantime, she would roll towards the nearest ropes as soon as she calmed down.

Nadya grunts as she's thrown off the girl, and rolls away from her for now. She starts to stand up without help, and looked over at Roxanne, grinning at how hot she made the tango dancer.

"Mmm... almost had ya, baby..." She cooed.