Ashlee vs. Stonewall

As Stonewall was coming in to get her, she was suddenly kicked in the stomach. "GUH!!" she coughed out as she staggered back and held onto her stomach in pain. She watched as Ashlee got up and knew she had to be better prepared for stuff like that.

Ashlee went and tackled Stonewall to the ground and grabbed her arms and legs, bringing her up where her body was facing the celling and she'd be applying pressure to the arms and legs if this worked, along with her body

Stonewall grunted when she tackled to the mat. Suddenly, her arms and legs were grabbed in order for Ashlee to bring her up in a ceiling hold. "NNNGH!" Stonewall moaned as the hold was taking a toll on her. However since she was so high, it might drip some oil down onto Ashlee's grip. Perhaps it can be slippery so the hold can't go for long.

Ashlee kept the hold for a good while before letting go because of the oil and rolling on top of Stonewall giving her a kiss on the lips

Stonewall felt Ashlee releasing her, but then she was rolled over to be underneath Ashlee. Then she felt her opponent kissing her on the lips. "MMPH?! MMMPH!!" she would scream in her mouth and tried to punch at Ashlee's breasts and stomach to make her stop and get off.

Ashlee groaned then rolled off and got up

Stonewall got Ashlee off and spitted out from that kiss. "Ashlee! I've told you before, I'm NOT that kind of girl!" She wiped the saliva off her lips as she stood up again.

"it's part of the match Stonewall, it's a hentai oil match"

"I know, but I'm very sensitive when it comes to that. And still, they talk me into this!" Stonewall got to her fighting stance and prepared to strike again.

"don't worry, it'll all be over soon..." she smirked