Amilia Onyx vs Marcelo

Amilia Onyx steps onto the mat like trouble looking for a place to land. Marcelo stands across from her, jaw set, telling himself this rookie is the one he finally beats. Round one is a deadlock—ten to ten, neither giving an inch. Round two stays tight, bodies slapping, limbs tangled, breaths coming hard. Round three decides it. Amilia’s wrestling background shows; she pins him, rides the struggle until he’s spent beneath her. When the final horn sounds she owns the mat and everything on it. She rolls him onto his stomach, parts his ass, and works her cock inside him slow and deep until every inch is buried. While he groans under her, she plants her bare feet against his mouth. He licks her soles, sucks her toes, tongue tracing every curve while she flexes her thighs and makes him taste the power that just finished him.