Tasha Veith vs Lisa (complete)

Tasha cooed softly at Lisa's cries, licking her lip at the sound of her moan, feeling her body perk up a bit as the sound of her moan stimulated her body ever so slightly. She made a low mrr sound, almost like a cat as Lisa groped one of her clothed breasts, enjoying the feeling. Tasha was quite experienced sexually, and it would take more than a simple kiss or grope to start making her blush.

"Hee... you'll have to do better than- ARGH!"

She gasped as Lisa suddenly punched her in the ribs, holding on for a second until she suffered a second punch, letting go of the dark blonde's head afterwards, trying to push her away from her with a boot as soon as she released her.

Lisa gave a cry as she was shoved back and landed on her ass, she gave a groan and shook herself before trying to get back onto her feet quickly before Tasha could.

Tasha blinked at Lisa's cry, not thinking she had shoved her that hard with her foot. She shrugged casually, then rolled backwards, planting her feet into the ground and rose up before Lisa could. Once she was up she started to stalk towards her opponent, trying to get behind her if she could. If Tasha could get Lisa's back exposed to her, she would suddenly dart in and slide her arms underneath her playmate's and try to get two handfuls of her opponents breasts and start to massage them slowly.

When Lisa got to her feet Tasha was already behind her, a moment later her eyes widened and she moaned loudly and a blush began to creep across her face. With a grunt she reached up to grab Tasha's wrists and pry them off of her breasts as she began to pant and moan.

Tasha chuckled when she managed to sneak behind her, however was a bit surprised at the large reaction she was getting from fondling her breasts. She then slowly started to grin lustfully, leaning her head over her shoulder to whisper hotly into her ear.

"My my.... you're quite the sensitive one, aren't you?" She asked, flicking her tongue over her ear after she asked her question before she simultaneously let go of her breasts and jumped away from her. She smiled a little, starting to lock eyes with Lisa if she started to turn around and would start to play with her own breasts to psyche the girl out a bit, hoping Lisa watching Tasha play with herself would cause her to drop her guard, even for a second.

Lisa moaned again as she was licked and was ready to curse Tasha when suddenly, she let go. Lisa blinked for a moment and turned to see what Tasha was doing. She blinked again when she saw her squeezing her own breasts, was she mental or something? Sure the sight was sexy, but they were in the middle of a match! Lisa ran in and grabbed at Tasha's arm and will try to toss her into one of the corners, she will then run behind and try to smash Tasha between her and the corner.

Tasha smirked a little when Lisa stared at her, suddenly trying to dart in towards her. Unfortunately, however, her plan backfired as she darted in. Lisa had managed to grab a firm hold on Tasha's arm and her momentum was suddenly redirected, stumbling towards one of the turnbuckles, managing to catch herself on the top rope before trying to turn around with a small chuckle.

"Ok ok... so it won't be THAT easy..."

She said with a small grin, seeming to be happy about this fact.

Lisa had run after Tasha after throwing her into the corner, she had wanted to slam against Tasha in the corner. her eyes widned when she saw that Tasha had stopped herself but Lisa could not stop herself so she dicided to go through with the move and jumped up to slam against either hopefully Tasha, or the fearfully the corner if Tasha moved at the last second.

Tasha turned around just in time to see Lisa flying right at her. She blinked for a second, then reached her arms out.

"Mmm... come to mama!"

She laughed, trying to catch the girl in a firm bearhug, holding her in place while Tasha fell back into the turnbuckle.

Lisa's eyes widened and she let out a grunt as she was caught in Tasha's arms. She gave another grunt and moved from side to side, and her hands came down to try and pry Tasha's arms off. Lisa could easily get out of this with a blow to Tasha's face or even a hard knee between her legs, but she wasn't ready to do that yet.