Makita Shouko vs. Alma Runas

It began pretty well for Alma, since Makita didn't manage to connect the punches with her face. Alma expected some hits on her pretty face when she left herself open, but it didn't happen. And she almost managed to get away too. But unfortunately, almost isn't enough and Alma got trapped again, this time with a hold where escaping is bit harder.

Swede knew that squirming or trying to pry Makita's leg open is pointless and will just burn her energy, so she decided for something that didn't happen in this fight yet. "mmmm, i love the feel of your thighs." She winked and smiled to Makita before moving a hand toward pinkette's groin. She sliped the hand in her bikini and start gently rubbing her kitty.

Makita continued to push her advantage as she locked in the bodyscissors around Alma. Her face flushed a little when the feeling of her skin grazing and brushing against Alma's continued. The blush deepened a little when she heard Alma vocalize how much she was liking her thighs. However what came next would swipe Makita off of her feet and knock her out of her game plan to keep the match technical and under her control.

"Wh-wh-wha!?" Makita screamed out when Alma's hand snuck into her panties and started to rub her sex. Her legs immediately unwrapped from Alma's stomach as she arched her back as Alma rubbed at her sex. "Wh-what are you doing!?"

Alma expected this move to be effective, but she didn't know it will be that effective. It turned out that some gentle rubbing was indeed better idea than trying to escape those legs. "What? You don't like that?" Alma giggled and sent a naughty wink to Makita.

Alma quickly used opportunity after Makita released the body scissor and tried to roll Japenese wrestler on back, so she could sat on her stomach. Showing back to Makita, Alma would start gently squeezing her body, but kept the hand inside her panties and began slowly making circles with her fingers all over pinkette's sex.

"Hiiiiiiii....! No....no faiiiiir!" Makita let out, her protests turning into moans half way through as Alma easily rolled the two of them over as now she was sitting right on top of Makita's stomach. Looking up at the back of Alma, she wondered what she was doing, but feeling her hand not leaving her panties Makita knew all too well what Alma was plotting. Squirming underneath Alma, Makita tried to force her off of her but the rubbing on her sex forced her to have little success.

"MMmmmm...!" Makita moaned out, arching her head back. She was not excepting this match to turn out quite like this, although somewhere in the back of her head she had a feeling that someone in management wanted it to turn out like this having the two of them wrestle in bra and panties. As Alma continued to work on her sex it got wetter and wetter with Makita moans getting louder and hotter.

Knowing that she couldn't let this continue on without retaliation, she attempted to reach around Alma's hips and attempted to slip her hand into her panties and get in some revenge rubbings of her own.

"Of course it's fair, sweety." Alma smiled and looked back over the shoulder to blow a kiss to her opponent. Swede liked how Makita was getting wet and began moaning. Everything should be fine as long as she'll keep up with rubbing and keeping her relaxed. But that's when she felt a hand in her panties as well. That was one reason that Alma sat on opponent stomach instead of going to headscissor or something simmilar; while she can't prevent such things, she can at least make them harder. And Alma was pretty confident since Makita was already wet.

Alma began breathing bit heavier and stoped with rubbing. Instead, she sticked one finger into Makita's pussy and began moving it in and out. She started slow, but was going faster with every second and eventually added another finger into sweet pussy.

Makita let out another moan instead of retorting to Alma's assertion that it was indeed fair as her fingering increased in speed. Makita's body was trembling as her sex was getting wetter and wetter, trying her best to keep up with her opponent in hopes of getting her just as heated as she was. Currently the way they were going, Makita knew that she was going to lose if she attempted to fight in this position.

She knew that she had to get Alma off of her stomach and bring the fight down to an even footing on their sides, from there she would be able to reposition and into a better position to finger Alma better. Looking up the back of Alma, Makita saw the strap of the bra and saw her chance. Reaching up she tried to grab on to it and begin pulling hoping that it would be enough to upset Alma's seat on her stomach as her white panties got wetter and wetter with her own juices.

Alma sat comfortable on Makita's belly and began biting her lips as she was getting more arroused. She wasn't wet yet, unlike Makita who was getting really close to orgasm. She moaned to tease Makita a little and kept on fingering her kitty.

But that's when Makita changed her plans a little. At first, Alma thought she's giving up since she moved her fingers away from her own kitty, but plan wasn't to give up. Swede felt tugging on her bra strap and she imidiately pulled her hands off and grabed opponent's wrists. Last thing she wanted was that Makita manage to unhook her bra and leave her topless infront of all this crowd.

Still holding her wrists, Alma went off Makita and squat beside her in order to try rolling her on the stomach. If she would manage to do that, Swede would assume simmilar position as before; showing back to pinkette. Just that this time Alma would attempt to catch her in boston crab hold. Not only that this is pretty good submission hold, but she would give a glimpse of her wet panties to everyone around here.

Makita was successful in getting Alma off of her by pulling on the bra strap, she knew that she was in a bad position with how much Alma had an advantage over her with her fingering. She really didn't want to have the embarrassment of orgasming in front of a crowd.

Her wrists were seized by Alma who tried to force her to release the back of the strap, but Makita gripped on tightly as it was her only form of defense as she rolled on to her stomach to try and hide her wet crotch from Alma and the crowd to try and preserve some of her dignity. However she came to the realization that Alma had a trap ready for her as she caught both of her legs and stretched her backwards for a boston crab.

Screaming out, Makita's hands went to her head before realizing the other purpose of this hold as now her wet panties were on full display for all to see as her face flared up red. "Noooooooo!" she moaned out as her hands attempted to move between her body and the mat to try and cover her crotch.

A wide grin covered Alma's face after she succesfully managed to trap Makita into Boston crab hold. Alma was aware of her advantage, since Pinkette will have to decide if she want to attempt escaping or hiding her wetness. And since Makita choosed to cover her crotch and didn't show too much resistance, Alma went in full ofense.

She didn't try to catch opponents arm - she just let her to her own things. Instead, Swede added more power in Boston crab and keep further bending opponent's body backward.

Moving to protect her dignity placed, Makita had placed herself in an even more compromising position as Alma wrenched back all of the pressure was on her neck and upper back as she screamed out in pain. To say that Makita was in pain would be a under-exaggerated statement as Alma was showing her no quarter as Makita continued to cry out. She thought about tapping out right now, to spare herself the pain and embarrassment of this position and head back into the locker room to lick her wounds.

But a part of her wanted to continue fighting, there had to be a way out of this!

The ropes were too far away to even think about trying to get a rope break and with her hands already covering her crotch, it was going to take some effort to reposition them on the mat to pull herself. But there was another idea for her, with her neck being the only thing keep her twisted up like this, Makita attempted to turn her head to the side and attempt to wedge herself free by curling up and relieving herself of all of the pain in her back. If she was successful in worming her way out, Makita would attempt to reach up and grab on to her opponent's panties, looking to pull them down enough to get her opponent to release her.