Dulsa Vs. Bunny Bomber II (for Alexandra) Complete

Dulsa was irish whipped into the ropes and flung back Bunny, unable to stop herself.

"wahhh!" She cried out.

Bunny grinned, and went to catch Dulsa on her rebound, scooping her up into her arms and dropping her to the mat in a big powerslam, landing on top of her afterwards, her warm body pressing down against Dulsa's own.

"Nyaaaghhh... Ugh!" Dulsa cried out as she was hammerd to the mat by the massive powerslam. Effectively laying out Dulsa on the mat, giving a light moan as she lay under Bunny.

Bunny lay there atop Dulsa for a few moments, panting slightly, her curvy body starting to sweat as her warm breasts squished into Dulsa. She didn't realize she was already so tired from working out earlier, and that powerslam had taken a good deal out of her...

Bunny would start to eventually sit up though, grabbing at Dulsa's hair to raise her up, and try to pull the girl up to her feet. If Dulsa didn't fight back from there, she would go to throw her arm around her neck, trying to pull her into a tight headlock.

The massive powerslam did a major number on Dulsa, laying her flat out on the mat laying rather confortably under Bunny's warm body dispite Dulsa feeling like she'd just been hit by a car.

Dulsa groaned as she was pulled up by her by Bunny. She staggard to her feet and gritted her teeth as she felt the pull on her lovely blonde hair.

"Nyughhhh!" Winced Dulsa as she her neck was gripped into the tight headlock, her hands pulled at Bunny's arms trying to get outta the headlock.

Bunny would pull her arms nice and tight around Dulsa's neck, pulling her close so that Dulsa's face was smushed into the side of the model's breast. She would growl a bit, and start to parade Dulsa around the practice ring as she tightened her hold, giving her neck a couple hard wrenches.

"That all you have, bitch?!" Bunny would yell at her, leading her around the edge of the ring.

Dulsa would make a muffled growl from the side Bunny's breast as her neck was wrenched.

"You Wish!!" Dulsa yelled in frustration giving a hard stomp to Bunny's foot, followed by a body blow to her gut. If that worked Dulsa would grab Bunny by the hair and slam her face first into the nearest turnbuckle.

Bunny let out a yelp as her foot was stomped down on, her headlock loosening a little bit. Then Dulsa's blow to the gut would cause her to loosen it enough for her to escape, stunning her long enough for Dulsa to drag her over to the corner. With a loud squeal of pain, she would be slammed into the turnbuckle, her face twisting up as she felt the cut on her head popping back open, a small amount of blood beginning to ooze from it. Bunny groaned, a bit stunned again afterwards, leaving herself open to Dulsa...

"Now that's what I wanna see!" Dulsa exclaimed, happy to see her opponent suffer painfully as well as hearing it too.

"Get ready for a ride my little Bunny!" Taunted Dulsa as she slapped the blooded Bunny in the face once she turned her around, and then dropping her violently face first to the mat with a Face Buster.

Bunny turned around and nailed by the slap, her head jerking to the side, then Dulsa would nail her with the facebuster and leave her lying facedown on the mat.

Bunny would let out a low moan, starting to sweat a bit more heavily, but would shake her head and force herself up to her hands and knees, starting to rise slowly back up to her feet.