Tasha's locker room stretches.

Tasha smirked as their legs fought against one another, and Tasha managed to keep them forced open for the most part. It was one part of her body that she took pride in.

"No way you're going to beat my legs, babe..." She cooed as her arms were pinned down, still managing to keep Kahalin's legs spread for the most part.

Kahalin gave of a little grunt as her legs were spread a bit more apart. The apin was starting to really kick in on her legs and pelvis. Strength wouldn't do the trick here. She would have to resort to other tactics.

Kahalin looked at Tasha, a lewd look on her face. She then lowered her head and started running her tongue slowly and expertly on Tasha's neck. Her sudden heat, however, was a ruse: the rea plan was to push Tasha's body down with her own, so that her shoulders would start touching the mat while she distracted her.

Tasha chuckles as she started to spread her legs out further. She then watched as Kahalin leaned in, and started to a sensual tongue dance on her neck.

"Oooh... you work your tongue like a natural, hun..." She said, but then suddenly tried to roll Kahalin over as her shoulders were pinned down.

"As pleasant as that was, I have more control over my body than that, silly girl." She grinned, and leaned down to suckle Kahalin's left nipple through the cloth that covered her breasts.

Kahalin stopped licking Tasha's neck. Her plan had backfired, and she was now under Tasha; the woman truly was experienced in many ways. Tasha's grapevine opened her legs further every now and then, and when her nipple started being suckled and caressed her hands slowly let go of Tasha's arms. Kahalin let out an audible moan of pleasure.

However, after some moments of laying still, she lifted her head and looked at Tasha. "Don't underestimate me, either." Quick as jungle snakes, both her arms would reach behind Tasha's head and pull her towards Kahalin's bosom, the Bangladeshi planning to trap her in a surprise breast smother.

Tasha smirked as Kahalin moaned out, and thought she had her down for a moment. She could feel goosebumps as she believed she had the woman down where she wanted her.

She blinked upon feeling the goosebumps growing on her skin. She had wrestled plenty of women in this position, and while she enjoyed controlling them, she had never gotten this kind of physical reaction. This match was thoroughly exciting her, one erotic submissionist versus another. She was about to lean up to lock lips with the woman, and that's when she heard Kahalin's biting words, and before she could do anything, her face was suddenly pressed down between her breasts. She let out a squeal of surprise and tried to pull herself out, grunting with effort.

Kahalin smiled as Tasha fell for her guise. She now had her head trapped, and Tasha's moist breath rolled down her cleavage. From her personal experience, she knew she could keep up with this kind of arousal for a good time. She held her opponent's face tight, not letting her escape and burying her face deeper into her chest. Kahalin's legs were now a bit sore, and she tried to untagle them from Tasha's grapevine while her head was trapped.

Tasha tried to keep the hold in tight, but eventually Kahalin wrestled her legs away from Tasha, and now she was trying to pull herself out between her breasts with a small grunt of frustration.

"Ngh... as nice as you smell... I'd rather not pass out so soon in our little match up..." She commented while struggling against her.

The girls around the ring were watching the match closely as it seemed the fight between the two alphas seemed fairly even thus far.

Smirking at having her legs free again, Kahalin would then try to roll so that she would be on top of Tasha. If she managed to do that, she would get her torso up, freeing Tasha from the smother, and look down at her from her mounted position with a quite proud look. "Don't worry... I want this to last."

Tasha was left coughing a bit as Kahalin's breasts were lifted from her face, and felt herself being rolled underneath once more. She looked up at her, seeing that look on her face and smirked, trying to reach her legs up for Kahalin's head to try and throw the exotically dressed woman off her body.

It seemed to every spectator that Tasha would be able to get Kahalin's head in a headscissors; however, at just the right moment, she leaned forward, avoiding Tasha's legs. "Not so fast." Dextrously, she hooked one of Tasha's upwards legs with both arms, not letting it go. "I can't even remember how many times people tried to do this to me." She couldn't also remember how many times she had fallen for the trick, but she wouldn't say that.