Kagami vs Linda. Smother Match

Mazzie growled as Linda tried to break the hold. She knew Linda was stronger so Mazzie pinched her cousin's exposed nipple hard to compensate. "It's not like I want to lick your pussy, you nasty skank." Mazzie barked into Linda's ear. "I wouldn't put t past you though.

"It's just like old times when we used to have sleepovers and take baths together and play wrestle. It's just... now the world is going to know what we both already knew. I'm the best Lashley there is, especially where it counts!"

Mazzie duug her fingers into Linda's boob and gave the whole tit a good, hard squeeze to prove her point, Mazzie hoped she could put Linda out for good. In her mind, her cousin Lizzie already had one foot out of the league.

Linda let out another moan, as Mazzie pinched at her nipple. Did poor lil' Maz-Maz really think that would bother her?

"Aa...aaah!" she cried out, leaning back against her cousin's gigantic boobs as the smaller girl squeezed at her own tit. "Th...mmmaaaaah!" She closed her eyes, and a tiny smirk crossed her face. "T-there's something you're forgetting about me, dear cousin..." She purred softly, still tugging on Mazzie's arm, making sure she couldn't fully lock in her sleepy. "Like, just one tiny little detail you don't remember..."

Mazzie DID think her tactic was working, even though she was still strugglign to reapply the sleeper hold. she felt like she was practically crushing Lizzie's nipple in her fingers and it felt so good.

She growled at her cousin's continued resilience though, blushing as her tits were nuzzled with the back of Lnda's head.

"What? That you're a skanky cunt? Cause I didn't forget that at all!" She struggled mightly to try and pull her arm back against Linda's neck.

Linda's words were short, sweet, and to the point.

"I play dirty, bitch."

As soon as the words left her mouth, the blonde suddenly gave Mazzie's arm a sharp yank downwards, trying to give herself some space to room, then she tilted her head forwards. Only for a brief moment, because in the next instant, she thrust her head upwards, trying to slam it straight into the center of Mazzie's face!

"Guuuh!"

Mazzie stumbled back when their heads collided, letting go of Linda and clutching her nose. "Fucking bitch!" She growled. She knew she couldn't just let Lizzie come at her though and swung a sloppy closed fist at Lizzie's head.

As soon as Mazzie let her go, Linda stumbled forward, grabbing her neck with one hand and sucking in a greedy breath of air. She twisted her body at the same time, trying to turn towards her cousin, just in time to see Mazzie's sloppy fist coming towards her.

Linda smirked, and threw up her arm to block Mazzie, grinning towards her cousin, a nasty look in her eyes.

"Don't think so, Mazzers. You're like, too slow!"

She lifted up her leg afterwards, trying to aim a quick, kick into her younger cousin's gut.

"Guuuuh!"

Mazzie awkwardly fell to the ground. The combination of being off balance from her sloppy punch and getting the air literally kicked out of her caused her to stumble to her hands and knees.

One hand clutched her aching stomach while her breasts wobbled in her shirt, hanging pendulously while they ballooned slightly from her breathing. The fist that was holding her up dug hard into the canvas. She hated Lizzie so much. She hated everything about her. Her stupid look, the dumb way she talked, how much of a total slut she was and how she could get away with shaming the family just because she was a bit bigger in stature.

Not that Mazzie especially cared about their family name or how her or Linda's parents felt. Both girls were deviants in their own right and quite disgraceful. The difference was, Linda never did seem to have to pay for her naughty behavior. THAT was what infuriated Mazzie the most but right now she was as helpless as she was ever since the two went from best friends to hated enemies.

Linda's face twisted into a wider grin as Mazzie went down. She stepped forward, standing right in front of her fallen cousin, and looked down at her, tsking under her breath at the girl.

"You're like, sooo freakin' pathetic, Maz-Maz," she mumbled down at her, shaking her head at how sad this was. Poor little Mazzie stuck her nose where it didn't belong, again, and now she was in trouble. What a big surprise.

Linda could have been nice. She could have walked away right there and left her cousin panting and in pain in the ring. But...Linda wasn't a very nice woman, not as far as Mazzie was concerned. She wanted to send her younger cousin a lil' message, and she knew just the way to do it.

She dropped down onto her knees in front of Mazzie, and quickly reached out, grabbing a thick handful of the girl's hair in each of her hands. With a light laugh at how ironic her lil' plan was, she suddenly pulled Mazzie's head upwards, jerking her cousin towards her chest, trying to wedge Mazzie's face right in between her bare, exposed breasts, hoping to smother her cousin out right there in front of everyone!

"Mmmmphmmmm!"

Mazzie was pulled into the smaller Lashley chest in Linda's ironic attempt at subduing her. Mazzie wasn't unfamiliar with the position at all. She was the titfight queen, after all! Her gasps for air had sent a wave of panic through her body and her hands came up and she dug her claws as hard as she could into Lizzie's tits while she kicked and scrambled and tried to fight off the darkness that crept in.

She sucked in the dwindling oxygen as patiently as she could in her hyper-panicked state, while she panted hotly in her cousin's sweaty, naked breasts, drooling on it and giving the audience quite the sexually charged family affair!

Linda's arms wrapped tight around Mazzie's head, hugging her close, pulling her deeper into her cleavage. She smirked and smiled at the sound of Mazzie's muffled cries, and couldn't help but laugh as the girl struggled against her. When the younger Lashley's hands came up, digging into the flesh of Linda's tits, the blonde tilted her head back, and let out a deep, throaty moan. Did it hurt? Yes, of course, but she wasn't about to let Mazzie know that.

She moaned loudly, and deeply, for several seconds, then tilted her head back down towards her cousin, lowering her voice back to a stern whisper as she tried to squeeze the girl even closer into herself.

"Nn...do you like, really think that hurts, Maz-Maz? Mmm...with all the like, kinky things I do in the bedroom, do you really think I'm going to get scared off by your fingernails? Geez, get real, cousin! You should have, like, known better then that!"