Tiffany Laurence vs Kirin Sumomo

Tiffany grunted as she felt the older woman start to push.
*She's strong....but so am I!* she thought as she pushed back, only to have the wily veteran press their breasts together and push her back.
The cowgirl staggered, but managed to recover as Kirin came in with her clothsline. Tiffany will duck under the arm and try to come up behind Kirin. Moving quickly, she'll step up, looking to seize Kirin's arm and drape her left leg over the older woman's, going for an abdominal stretch. If that works, Tiffany will introduce a little seen element to the move. Her free hand will reach around to cup and squeeze Kirin's right breast.

Kirin had just started to turn to catch the speedy Texan when she was caught up in the submission hold. Kirin grunted, cursing herself for getting into this tricky hold. She felt she could power her way out if she was smart, but then Tiffany's hand began to explore her body.

Kirin moaned softly, her nipple stiffening slightly, buts she wasn't about to be so easily distracted out of the match. She'd pull her hips forward before thumping her butt into Tiffany's stomach/groin region. If she can't break her lose, she'll begin to grind against her to try and wriggle free enough to escape.

*In power, we're about even. But, I'm faster, and she's got experience.* Tiffany thought as she grunted from Kirin's nicely padded rear thumping into her stomach, but she held on doggedly, bracing with her legs.
As Kirin settled into her grinding, the Texan let out a low breathy sigh. Her fingers found Kirin's hard nipple through her spandex suit and began to tease and rub it.
"No way, sugar. You know how it goes, once you get a hold on someone, make 'em work to get free." the cowgirl said, her breath blowing gently against Kirin's earlobe.

Kirin's face flushed at the teasing of her hardened nipple and her opponent's soft breath on her ear.

"Fair enough," she breathed. "You're..." she shuddered slightly from a particularly hard pinch. "You're smarter than one would think."

Kirin reached her free leg back to align with Tiffany's, the kick sideways to send her foot wildly off balance, lest she feel like an incredibly awkward split to maintain the hold.

If she can get free, she'll shove her elbow back to topple Tiffany over backwards, hopping back to quickly try and land a butt bomb onto her opponent's flat stomach.

Tiffany let out a surprised yelp and she fell backwards, her hold broken, landing square on her back.
Then as she looked up she saw Kirin bounding back to her, the impact smashing her down into the canvas, as well as driving some air out of her body. The cowgirl let out a low groan, pinned under Kirin for the moment....

Kirin would shimmy her bottom back along Tiffany's stomach, pressing her meaty ass into Tiffany's face to smoosh her bottom into her face. She'd take hold of Tiffany's legs to spread them apart, teasing her fingers over the southern girl's pussy through the spandex, letting her hot breath pour over it to smooth her strokes.

"I'm sure you'll enjoy this as much as I do," she purred near her groin.

Tiffany would normally have something to say after an opponent's comments, but Kirin's rear made an effective muzzle.
"Mmm..."
The cowgirl let out a moan as the Japanese's woman's fingers slid over her sex.
Deciding to try and 'fight' back from this position, she grabbed Kirin's suit, tugging the spandex around the older woman's groin to the side as she slid down a few inches to have her face in Kirin's groin. Just as the air started to hit Kirin's sex, Tiff's tongue was working, fluttering against the lips of her foe's pussy with quick deft motions.
She then suddenly tried to bring her legs together, looking to deny or stall the veteran's access to her own sex.

Kirin moaned audibly as the spandex brushed over her sex and was peeled aside, but it was nothing compared to the gasping wail that escape her lips when Tiffany began to lick at her pussy. Tiffany was well prepared for her counter-strategy, locking her thighs around her neck to keep her a hair's breadth from her southern snatch.

Kirin grunted as she struggled with the hold, trying to escape the pleasurable torment. She realized her opponent was the most skilled she'd faced so far, and she couldn't simply play with this one.

Keeping enough of her wits to focus her breath and one hand on Tiffany's groin, she'd reach her other hand under her buttocks. She'd gently dig her nails into Tiffany's ass cheek, though just enough to get a grip on her spandex bottoms and tear at them. If she can, she'll try to reach a finger down to caress her asshole, hoping to startle her into an opening.

*Well, looks like I've got her on the ropes, in a way.* Tiffany thought to herself. *Now I'll-whoa!*
She let out a startled huff as the veteran caressed her anus, causing her thighs to open for a moment, more out of surprise then pleasure.
Her suit was beginning to tear as well. Realizing her foe had made an opening, the Texan reached under Kirin's legs, her fingers finding the clitoris and rubbing it with a circular motion....

Kirin moaned noisily, her thick thighs and ass quivering at Tiffany's combined oral and manual manipulation of her tender sex.

She would apply her elbows quickly onto Tiffany's recently opened thighs, bracing them apart while her nails dug into and tried to tear a hole straight up and down along her groin. She'll hurry to pry her pussy lips gently apart and run her tongue up the full length of Tiffany's,hungrily trying to catch up to her own arousal before it bested her.