The second match of TWW, True Women Warrios was Saya versus Jazmin allure. Saya, as a member of Team Underground, grabbed the microphone with confidence. She was wearing black skinny one-piece swimsuit.

"Y'guys don't have to worry about me. Becca was a jobber after all. I'm not like her. You know, I already experienced a real competitive match with some pros already. And Jazmin. Jeez, Jazmin! How can I lose to a self-wedging pervert?"

When Saya was talking to the cameras, Jazmin entered wearing tight white wrestling gear. She didn't seem like she was angry. Instead, she was picking her wedgie secretly.

"People don't have to worry, but YOU have to worry about yourself. How can you possibly think that you can compete with the real pros?"

Saya approached confidently and looked down at her. She was much taller than Jazmin, but still, both had almost the same size ass.

"I'm gonna spank you so hard. All you have after years of prowrestling, are the photos of your ass. I'm gonna spank you so hard, and make you never forget tonight."

"And what YOU've got?"

"You'll see."

Saya smiled, and grabbed Jazmin's both hands. She easily overpowered Jazmin, making her kneel. Within seconds, Saya had pinned Jazmine down and mounted her chest. The automatic pin count machine started to count, but Jazmin bounced her hips to stop the count. But Saya didn't fall. Using her power from her size, Saya kept Jazmin under her struggled to escape from Saya's body. She bounced, rolled her body but Saya never let go of her. Still keeping Jazmin under her ass, Saya slowly made Jazmin exhausted.

"Show me, show me what you got, PRO."

"F***..!"

She could feel her stamina slowly draining away. But there's no time to catch her breath, because of the pin count. If she stops, then she would lose. But Jazmin finally found a way out. Just before the 3 count, Jazmin's flexible legs stuck out under Saya's armpit, and threw her away to the ropes.

"Argh, You son of a..."

But Saya couldn't finish her words. Jazmin's ass was flying in the air, directly to Saya's face. BOOM! A flying hip attack smashed Saya's face to the ground. After that, it was Jazmin's show time. She grabbed Saya's hair, put her head between her tight thighs, and planted Saya's head on the floor. A Piledriver!

While Saya wobbled, Jazmin again grabbed Saya's hair, and grabbed her black bikini panties, and threw her head to the corner post. As Saya collapsed with her back against the post, Jazmine slapped her own ass to get the crowd's attention.

"THIS is what I have, B****!"

Jazmin's chocolate ass slammed into Saya's face. The Egyptian beauty was crushed between the post and dark ass. But there was nothing she could do. Her helpless arms flailed in vain as Jazmin's ass slammed into her face again, again and again. Such a cruel stinkface slowly choked Saya out.

"Don't say you're finished."

Jazmin grabbed Saya's hair. Everyone could see that she was already on the verge of passing out. Her unfocused eyes were showing her that she no longer had the strength to fight. But Jazmin had one more to go. She made Saya kneel on the center, put Saya's head under her armpit, and gave her a merciless guillotine choke.

Saya, sticking out her ass in the air, tried to escape from the choke. But the choke was too tight. It was only a matter of seconds before she lost consciousness. That is why she couldn't even tap out. When her arms slid down limply, the automatic machine announced the end of the match.

"This is Pro, you son of B****."

Saya was kneeling and leaning forward, her butt raised high in the air. Jazmin playfully stood over Saya's twitching ass and placed her own ass over Saya's. And what happened next was pretty obvious. Jazmin twerked until she ran out of steam, twerking over Saya's twitching ass. And of course Saya didn't wake up after Jazmin left the arena.