Sos0193 Wild Women – Goddess Anastaxia Vs Ivy Satinee
In the moody, dimly lit ring, two fierce amazons squared off, their toned bodies glistening with baby oil. Goddess Anastaxia, the resplendent ebony beauty, stood tall and proud, her muscle worship physique on full display in skimpy black lingerie. Her title challenger, the provocative white vixen Ivy Satinee, sashayed around her in skimpy red lace, an impish grin playing across her lush lips.
Referee’s horn screeched, signaling the first fall’s start. Anastaxia pounced, her thick, oiled thighs clenching around Ivy’s waist in a titillating schoolgirl pin. The flagrant hold had the crowd roaring, hungrily devouring every savory inch of skin on glistening display. Anastaxia grinned, relishing her superior strength, but Ivy wasn’t one to go quietly. With a deft throw, she flipped Anastaxia onto her back, those supple legs now wrapped around Anastaxia’s neck in a dizzying guillotine choke.
Anastaxia struggled, calling out wildly. The bloodrush made her pussy flutter, a fact her rival was quick to exploit. “I can smell how wet you are, slut,” Ivy purred, grinding her crotch into Anastaxia’s face. “You love this, don’t you? Love fighting dirty with a sexy slut like me.”
Anastaxia’s eyes widened, an unmistakable heat pooling between her thighs. She grabbed Ivy’s crotch, worrying it through the lacy panties. “Oh yes, you sexy dyke. Panties soaked, aren’t they? Mmm, I can’t wait to taste you.”
With a fierce headbutt, Anastaxia broke free, flipping the tables. She slid down Ivy’s body, tongue already lapping at those panty-covered pussy lips. A sharp smack to Anastaxia’s muscular ass made her moan. “No hands, bitch,” Ivy scolded. “Just tonguefuck me ’til I cum!”
Rivals as lusty as fighters, the two beauties ground and grappled, oiled thighs and tits melding in a furious, lezzie fuckfest. They tumbled out of the ring, a writhing lesbian orgy for the roaring crowd to devour. Clothes ripped, fingernails clawed, as each sought to dominate the other. Hair pulled, toes sucked, and a rainbow of plump, jiggling tits bouncing in their wake…
Finally, Anastaxia gained the upper hand, collapsing her paige-vise peasant’s twist straight from heaven itself. Her muscle tigress tattoo rippled as she applied the finishing squeeze, reducing Ivy to a quivering mess. The white girl squealed, spouting ejaculate as she submitted, face mashed into Anastaxia’s firm, oiled glutes.
At the bell, Anastaxia rose victorious, her ebony body a sweaty, contorted masterpiece. Her ultimate consolation prize? Buried Ball Breaker Hold, savoring the sweet, salty taste of another dominance over this submissive rival. She pinned Ivy onto the undulating mass of tits and thighs, relishing in the glory of…WILDER WOMEN!
