Mat wrestling match: Ayumi vs GOLDFINGER

“Are you mad now? Sorry sweetheart. I will compensate you for it, I promise.“
Goldfinger smiled one of her enigmatic bright teethed smiles before she began to get forced back by Ayumi. The gold bodied Amazon quickly realized that her opponent was trying to shove her back, probably into a corner, even when there was no corner post available. She would invest as much as it needed to make the other girl believe that she had the upper hand, until they had reached the edge of the mats where she would unceremoniously attempt to break the collar and elbow to wrap her arms around the Japanese and press their bodies hard together before looking to throw her down with a belly to belly suplex.

Ayumi, either forgetful of the lack of corners or simply pushing hoping to shove her off the edge, was too into her charge to notice Goldfinger trying to sucker her in as they advanced closer and closer to the corner of the mat she suddenly felt Goldfinger pull her closer which caused her eyes to widen.

"W-wait shiiii..." Ayumi cried out before she felt her body splat against the mat as she was slammed with the belly to belly suplex and groaned out on impact.

Getting painted in gold: About 200 dollars Getting to the arena without getting intercepted: About 1000 dollars. The surprise on the face of Ayumi when they had pressed together and the girl had realized what was about to happen: priceless.

Not much after both girls had hit the mat, Goldfinger would use her larger frame to hold Ayumi down instead of releasing her if she could so that their breasts would stay connected with her pair of course being the dominant force and she could look the other girl straight into the eyes, a sultry smile playing on her lips.
“You certainly feel amazing indeed, Ayumi-chan.“
She complimented her opponent in a bit of a mocking voice but also some honest felt appreciation of the big but still firm and sexy form of her opponent before she bended down to plant a greedy kiss on the neck of the magician.

"Ggg...f-fuck off! You and your cheap fake tits can go press on someone else."

Ayumi naturally had taken not so kindly to being forced on the canvas, even less so when Goldfnger kept herself on top of her and pressed her rather impressive (Not that Ayumi would ever admit it) figure against her own bust as Ayumi on reflex pressed back mostly to try and get her off.

Then she felt the kiss on her neck, which caused her to become flustered and horrified in a hurry as a red mask covered her cheeks.

"H-hey, I didn't give you permission to do that!" Ayumi cried out, and quickly tried to shake, kick or shove her off however she could using all the strength she had eager to get separation and make this woman pay for making a fool of her.

“Cheap and fake? Nothing on my body is fake, and surely not cheap. The colour on my bust alone could buy a magician who can really show me something I haven´t seen before.“
Goldfinger was a little bit agitated by the angry retort of Ayumi, giving her golden eyes a reddish glimmer of anger for a second. How could she dare to call her cheap and fake? Surely Ayumi was a second rate magician first and a second rate wrestler then, elsewise she would barely have to roll around on the floor with another girl in an erotic wrestling match instead of filling stadiums or at least larger clubs.

But she was immediately afterward rewarded for her patience with the magician when the girl showed her flustered side and threw her off after her little kiss. Intrigued by the heavy resistance, Goldfinger would back down and get up in a crouching stance, licking her lips.
“Then I surely will earn your permission now.“
She promised before attempting to grab a wrist of Ayumi and pull her close for a heavy shoulder block.