In the sultry, wet heat of Tampa, Florida two titans of the SexWrestling world collide. Mistress Storm is a tight coil of solid muscle encased in an alluring, stacked female form. Her face is gorgeous and sensual. However, it would perhaps be too much with her amazing body and freeze men in their tracks, so her visage is encased in bl*ck latex, adding to her air of mystery. Her confidence is an aphrodisiac, stating clearly that she is going to eat Hanz alive.

The perfumed oil cascades down her pert and ample breasts, glinting in the light, catching Hanz's eye. He feels a stirring in his loins immediately. Her chiseled physique is no match for his subtle muscles. However, the SexWrestle king assures her that his s*xual prowess is overwhelming in its power. The idea of a man making Mistress Storm submit, elicits a chuckle. The Goddess admits that it's possible that he might make her c*m one or two times, however that just makes him a perfect pet. The pre-wrestle talk does its job of thoroughly turning on the competitors and making them drip with the anticipation of what's to come.

They are well matched as Hanz's long limbs entwine around Mistress Storm's solid body, pinning her and touching her skin everywhere. The Mistress is a powder keg of energy, pumping her hips over her partner, creating the delicious friction that lies on the road to release. The two dancers flip aggressively back and forth, both vying for domination. Though Mistress Storm is pure muscle, her curves are dramatic and lustful. This clip is a great example of Hanz at the top of his game. Pulling *rgasm after *rgasm out of this solid st*ne siren who turns soft, malleable, warm, and wet.

The wrestlers use all the tools at their disposal, hands, lips, tongues, teeth, and more. They have an obvious respect and desire for each other's forms, Mistress Storm with her well honed muscles and Hanz with his formidable tool of pleasure.

It is inevitable that Hanz fully penetrates the Mistress to experience her immense inner strength. The grip is both tight and silky smooth. The sound of flesh pounding against flesh and moans ripped from each other's lips resound in the room. Both of their hands wrap around each other's necks to symbolize the power struggle playing out between their bodies. The Mistress f*cks Hanz just as much as he plays her body like a virtuoso. They can't get enough of the taste of each other. The game is through when they are thoroughly sated. A match well won.

Mistress Storm vs Hanz - Battle for SexWrestle Supremacy