She returns the grip on my wrist, and stands for an awkward second, as if waiting for me to make a move. I blink at her once, ogling her every glorious inch, watching her breasts heave in anticipation.
Then she yanks me in, throwing me across her shoulders in an impressive and surprising feat of strength. She jokingly walks around the ring a bit, spinning around to show off the way she's seen on television.
She then tosses me to the mat and immediately rolls me up for a pin, grinding away on top of me.
"One...two..."
I kick out, and she smiles in glee, wanting the match to go on anyway. As I get to my feet, catching my breath, she tears off her bra and panties and tosses them away. She is clearly into this.
I am too.
I take off my speedo, watching for her reaction to my pulsing cock. It comes in the form of a small milky bit of dribble leaking from her now-exposed pussy. It drops straight down onto the mat, and we both charge at each other. |