Vendetta (6-2) The Dragon (15-4)

Nine times The Dragon hears that single word. SUBMIT. Each one costs her. Vendetta’s thighs clamp down like steel, grinding, twisting, owning every inch until the brunette gives in again. The blonde never eases up. When her legs aren’t choking the fight out of The Dragon, her fingers hammer in—wet, fast, relentless—until slick moans replace every protest. Round four and the Dragon’s already done for. She lies twitching under the champ, orgasm ripping through her in open view, body shaking while the audience watches Vendetta work a third climax out of the wrecked girl. By the final bell, The Dragon drops two spots and Vendetta sits alone at the top of the US list, chest rising, thighs glistening, still catching her breath.