AV 15 Hentai Title Kumis Match: Natasha Loclear(C) Vs. Sahar Abia "The Pharoah"

Natasha's eyes flickered down to the woman's hands which had latched onto her leg, smirking as it was now clear Sahar wasn't interested in running and like her wanted to end this here and now. What was a little disconcerning however was how quiet Sahar was, Natasha's moans were coming faster now as she drew ever closer to climaxing and yet the Pharaoh wasn't making much of a sound beyond gasping, not even taunting Natasha back. Either the woman just wasn't as close as Natasha had believed or she was putting on a hell of an act, but she couldn't let any doubt enter her mind, the title depending on her remaining strong.

"Fuck!" She cried out, throwing her head back but never slowing in her movements, keeping their pussies locked together as they raced to see who would outlast the other. Natasha was becoming desperate and made a snap decision, releasing her hold on the woman's breast to try and slide her hand down to Sahar's crotch. She would feel her own hand bumping against her sex but Natasha would endure that in her bid to massage Sahar's clit as they tribed.

The Pharaoh could see that her opponent was now starting to lose it. If she could hold on a bit longer she could win this. She would close her eyes shuts trying to outlast her opponent. Yet suddenly she felt a finger enter her and this would become the tipping point as the Pharaoh would finally moan as she then finally cummed due to the combined attacks that Natasha was doing.

In the end Natasha had to drive Sahar over the edge into orgasm to elicit a moan out of her, not that she was able to think of anything but her own impending climax by the time she felt Sahar cumming hard against her sex. Natasha was panting for air, beads of sweat running down her kumis drenched body as she pried herself away from Sahar and fell onto her back, her tits rising and falling heavily as she struggled to catch her breath. She had come so close to losing it that even now as she heard the bell sounding and saw the referee sliding into the ring she felt afraid. Seconds had come between her and keeping the title and that shook the Frenchwoman to her core, Natasha looking around to make sure it was her the ref was coming for.

"Not bad Pharaoh." She said softly as she began to rise up, moving slowly back to her feet before the referee reached her with the belt in hand. Natasha smiled and eagerly took the belt from the woman, standing there for a moment staring at it before she raised it above her head in victory.

Sahar would lay on the Kumis breathing heavily as she watched the title was handed to Natasha who raised it over her head. She heard her opponent make a comment but didn't care for it. In her eyes this match had been tainted in fact this entire shot at the belt had been tainted as each match had interference and in both cases, the Pharaoh had the upper hand. Still she wasn't going to cry about it or yell foul, that was not the way a Pharaoh acted. Instead, she would gather her strength before attempting to get up. Once she was up, without saying a word she would exit with a furious look, it was clear she was not happy how this match had gone.

Natasha Wins via Orgasm.