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Sensing an opportunity, Dahlia shifts her weight to lean over Phoenix's back, using her body to gently press Phoenix down onto the mat. In this position, Dahlia has one hand planted firmly on the ground to hold herself up, while her other hand snakes around to fondle one of Phoenix's breasts. The soft, supple flesh beneath her fingers causes her to smirk, knowing how much Phoenix is trying to resist her touch.

Phoenix, feeling increasingly overwhelmed, clamps her legs tightly together as if to prevent any more stimulation. With one hand, she awkwardly tries to cover her vagina. Her other arm lies limp across the floor, barely holding her up as her body begins to tremble with need.

"You can't hide forever..." Dahlia purrs, her voice dripping with amusement and seduction as she continues to knead Phoenix's breast.

"I-I'm not hiding anything!" Phoenix stammers, trying to keep a defiant tone in her voice despite the evident desperation. "Your body says otherwise, darling." Dahlia whispers seductively into Phoenix's ear.

The air is thick with tension as the two wrestlers struggle for control, their bodies speaking a different language than their words. Dahlia can feel Phoenix's heart racing beneath her touch, and knows that she's making good progress towards her goal. The question remains, how long can Phoenix resist?

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