Heather Sunderland vs Yasha Love

Heather would grit her teeth a bit as she lie there on her side, rubbing her chest from the impact of Yasha's kick. She would shake her head, trying to regain herself before she would feel the girl grab her feet, pulling her onto her back. She would see her wink, saying what she did, causing Heather to put her hands up, shaking her head.

"N-no get out of here!!" Heather would yell out before the girl would leap forward, her ass slamming on her head as she was folded in half. The move dazed her quite a bit, but it also caused her to blush deep in embarrassment, her body trying to flail around to attempt to free her legs as the girl pinned her.

Yasha held on tightly as she felt Heather flail around. With her smooth ass pressed firmly against Heather's face, Yasha was quite pleased with herself. While she tried to maintain the pin, she began to wiggle her ass back and force across Heather's face hoping to really put it to Heather and give her a taste of what the River of Love was really all about.

"One!"

"Ooooooh!" Yasha moaned out huskily. "Yes... yesssss... The River of Loooove!" It was hard for Yasha not to snicker a bit from her own ridiculousness.