"Uhhhhhh"!, Tara sighed sexually as she felt her womanhood being abused.
Almost instantaneously, her legs became totally weak from the blow and she felt her body dropping - fast.
Tara's miniskirt was already too taut to absorb any pressure from the impact of the blow and as the blonde's knee drove further into Tara's crotch, the elastic on her miniskirt snapped. The consequence of the audible snapping noise soon became apparent as Tara dropped to her knees, the damaged skirt loosened around her waist and fell lame around her thighs.
Eager to prevent any further damage to that area, Tara covered her crotch with both of her hands. Christina latched her left hand onto Tara's black hair and pulled down causing Tara's head to face her. Tara, barely able to breath properly, looked up fearfully at her adversary. She didn't even think that the blonde would have the audacity to knee her between the legs let alone so hard. With the blonde towering over her and her hands tied up, things did not look good for the champ.
