Esw Wrestling Uk - TRIPLE FACE SIT! Magik Milf, Phoenix Starr & Big Booty Supanova Wrestling Match Featuring Submissions, Pin Falls, Domination, Playful Wrestling, Face Sitting, Smothering, Big Booty, Strong Women, Ebony, Wrestlers
Hoenix starr shoots for a double leg and gets nothing but supanova's thighs closing around her ears like a headscissors from outer space. green neon glints off both of them as they roll — elbow, hip, shoulder, hair everywhere, the plastic walls of the pool bowing out with every impact. starr bridges out. supanova laughs. magik milf in socks slides in on those socks like a woman on ice and takes them both down with a sloppy, gorgeous crossbody that flattens the whole pool into a crescent moon.count: one. two. kick out at two and a half.second fall: now it's a scramble. legs tangling, hands on waists, hair pulled, giggles and grunts in equal measure. phoenix starr locks a body scissors on magik milf, and magik milf just... leans back, plants her socked feet on starr's ribs, and presses until starr's shoulders kiss the vinyl.one. two. three.first pin fall of the night goes to magik milf in socks. she does a little sock-slide victory lap around the pool. supanova is already stalking her.third fall: supanova and phoenix starr, momentarily allied, double-team magik milf into the corner and stack her up. milf kicks out at two. then starr turns on supanova — of course she does — and the whole thing collapses into a beautiful three-way sprawl of limbs and neon-green highlights, every one of them fighting for top position, every pin broken before the three.and then—movement at the pool's edge.the masked rider. lone male. lucha mask — deep blue, silver stitching, eyes dark and wide. long-sleeved rash guard in cobalt blue, clinging, sleeves pulled to the wrists like he came dressed for competition and just never got invited. he's standing there with his arms crossed, watching. he's been watching a while. he thinks nobody noticed.he was wrong.supanova spots him first. elbow to starr. nod to milf. consensus reached in half a second.they haul him over the wall. he goes in face-first, sprawls across the empty pool floor, and before he can get his bearings there's a hand on his chest and a hip across his jaw.fall one — supanova. she plants him, sits down across his face like she's settling into a hammock, and counts her own pin on her fingers. one. two. three. he does not move. he does not want to.fall two — phoenix starr. she drags him up by the rash guard, spins him, drops him flat, and takes her seat. she leans back, hands on her own thighs, and gives the imaginary crowd the smuggest look in the business. three count. he taps the vinyl. nobody cares.fall three — magik milf in socks. she's the cruel one. she makes him wait. sock-slides around him twice, plants a foot on either side of his head, and then sits — slow, deliberate, all the way down — and counts out loud, because she wants him to hear it. one. two. three.and now — the finale.supanova to the left. phoenix starr to the right. magik milf in socks takes center. they look at each other. they look down at him. he looks up, and through the eyeholes of that mask you can see a man who has accepted his fate and is thrilled about it.team face sit.they stack it — three bodies, one target, a wall of hips and thighs and socked feet descending in green neon slow motion. he disappears. completely. the mask is the last thing to go under.one.the fog rolls over the rim.two.the jack-o'-lantern flickers.three.nobody counts it. they don't have to. he's not getting up.the bell rings. there's still no bell.winner: team halloween. by total and absolute pinfall. 3–0.
