Killer King vs Layla Vale

While a chop to the face might not have worked, one to the chest did more then enough for her as he let out a grunt of his own while reeling back. From there she would try and push herself up before King cut her off sending a chop at her chest before she could move up.

"Uaagh!" she groaned as she dropped to a knee while holding her bouncing chest and looking at her opponent. Growling she brought her hand up and sent another chop in the same spot as last time. If she could stun him once more she would try to back up.

Right now its pretty much a stand off on how much we could take each other strikes to the face and chest, King was going 'gentle' with the slap across her pretty hot face but the girl doesnt back down, she goes right at the raging beast and chop his chest which he reply with his own chop to her ample breasts, making it jiggles for his sick pleasure.

She went down to her knee but shortly after she goes to chop him again at the barely redden chest that King grunts and took a step back as Layla does the same, he huff and pump his arms and chest while looking down a bit, slowly looking up at the girl as the beast tries to lunge at her with his strong muscled right arm attempt to clothesline her right across her ample breasts, see if she'll go down with a flip in the air! "GRRR!"

Layla was trying to push her attack and keep the bigger man on the defensive while she utilized her speed to and athleticism to wear him down. After the second chop to his chest King backed off whole she was trying to stand up fully as he returned and brought his arm to her chest once more with a clothesline.

"Anngh!" She screamed as her back shot up and she fell to the floor while she hit the ground with a hard impact. Groaning she coughed as she held her chest and arched her back. The rough blow leaving her stunned at the moment as she focused on recovering.

King felt his muscled arm collided right against her big ample breasts that seemingly knocked the wind out of her, he could now take a short breather that his chest does stings a bit but not feeling so bad since he got her down real good there, this girl is going down and he plans on doing so!

"Grrr.... you like feeling my chest? Huff... then how about up close?!"

He said, going to do something... perverted, as he gets closer to her to reach down for her shapely legs using it to lift and spread it apart to go around his waist before snaking his arms around her waist to lift her up off the mat, his muscled arms start coiling around her waist and pressing her chest against his, squeezing Layla into his perverted ways of the Bearhug as he grunts. "Hurmmm hurrmmm hurmmmmm!"

Knowing that the King was right on top of her once more she tried to get up or roll away to prevent him trying anything else. She failed as she heard him talk about his chest and lifted her up by her waist. Pulling her up into some variation of a bearhug to satisfy his own little mind.

"Ngggh!" She groaned as her hands tried to push against the hold squeezing her chest on his and her back being squeezed by his arms. Frantically Layla tried to pull apart before the pain became unbearable, even trying to squeeze him with her legs if it meant she could get some kind of advantage.

King got a good hold of his busty opponent squeezing her roughly and erotically too, her breasts were very soft and juicy for him and same time crushing her by his powerful arms yet pressing himself against the lovely Layla, he can feel her hands softly pressing against his chest to get some space as well but doesnt seem she could get out of his hold which its a good thing, even her shapely legs could do some squeezing a bit.

King would stepping towards to the nearest turnbuckle putting her back against it as he let go, trying to get her arms to drape over the top ropes before he could climb up, stepping on the second ropes so his crotch almost close to her face, he wanted to get one hand on the back of her hair to pull back, wanted to force her to look up as the great big beast raise his free hand fist up in the air like he is gloating for glory. "RAWR!"

Layla was trying her best to get free from the bearhug even as it was clear that the masked man was putting all he could into squeezing her sides. From there she forced her into the corner and had the audacity to let go and stand up on the corner so his crotch was in her face while he celebrated like she wasn't a threat.

Her fist instinct was to bite but that would be giving his manhood more attention then it deserved. Instead she leaned into one of her legs and after a moment would push off and into it. Pushing it away from it she attempted to pull his leg away from the corner and have him drop him onto the corner to hurt him.

King was thinking he could do good stuff with her if he could have some fun with that body but only when he destroy her in the ring and front of everyone, and done it very hard yet painful too, whatever he likes which he plans on taking her up to the corner and going for one helluva ride down to the mat!

But unfortunately he felt his one legs getting pushed off the corner, losing his balance and fell down onto the turnbuckle with his large chest, bit sore when she was chopping earlier landing hard as he bounces off and yet still standing but holding his chest in pain. "Gahhh!" distracted by the pain.

He was clearly had an ego too big for that mask if he did that thinking it was a good idea. Thankfully so since it just made showing him up much easier for her as she quickly knocked him off balance and sent him chest first into the corner. His chest had to be hurting at this point and she was slightly surprised he was still standing but that wasn't her concern at the moment. If he wanted to stay up she would just have to knock him down.

Running up behind him she jumped in the air to give the crowd another showing of her athleticism as she hooked her legs around his head. Not staying around for too long she leaned back and attempted to bring him back down to the floor and fall on the back of his head.

King was enjoying the moment of taking her down and though, why not a little cocky move wouldnt hurt, the beast was wrong and went down hitting the turnbuckle with his chest, stinging pretty hard that leads him in distraction allowing his opponent, Layla, catching him off guard from behind feeling her shapely legs wrapping around his head, thought he could just hold onto it and use it against her. "GRRR!"

But it didnt last long since he was still bit off balance, sending the great big beast backward and hitting his head hard right to the mat, slamming enough that he rolls backward once before flopping down on his front, slowly reaching for his head, groaning in pain, the bitch really got him this time but shes gonna get her ass even more beat if he could get his hands on her. "Nghhh....."