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patricia: for my first mixed fight I am feverish, I hear my name, I come out of the locker room to the sound of eyes of the tiger, I go around the plague-seekers, clapping their hands to attract their sympathy, I climb on the ring, slide me under the bottom rope. I put on my dressing gown. I only wear mini black panties, I am topless, I will not deprive myself of the contact of a young male. (my height and weight: 1m62 (5 feet 4 inches), 51 kg (112 pounds), 90 D (34 D) 59 years old, blue eyes, black hair)
Mazikeen : sitting back in my navy blue one piece as I watch my lover prepare to get the beatdown of her life while she is brought to multiple orgasms against her will...i already have one finger in me while I watch her pretend to be a fighter...
Andrea Rock: In The Mansion Arena plays music "Rock and Roll all nite" by Kiss as I enter, the crowd dancing as I am walking toward the ring, wearing black pants and black wrestling boots, I am barechest showing off my fit body... I climb up to the apron, I grab the top rope, pushing It down I take momentum and then I Jump into the ring...the speaker announce "From Italy, standing at 178 cm 70 Kg Andreaaaaaaa RRockkkkkk!" I raise my arms to the crowd then I turn to face my opponent, I see she is topless yt
patricia: the fight is going to be difficult for me, I am smaller, I give you a little wave, I approach the center of the ring, leaning forward in a wrestler position
Andrea Rock: I look into your eyes, trying to don't look at your tits, I am confident but I don't have to be distracted, I smile at you "are you ready to go down " I ask waiting for the bell rings...ref remember us the rules and then DINNN DINNNN, I bring my arms up in guard and start cirling you, looking for an opening
patricia:I start to turn around me, from a distance, I expressly change direction so that your gaze is attracted by the sloshing of my breasts
Andrea Rock: I know you are weaving a little your body to let your tits dance, but I am focusing to win this match, I step in faking a front kick to your belly hoping to lower your guard, but I move in trying to wrap my arms round your head for an headlock
patricia: I think you kick me, I drop my fists to block but you grab my head under your armpit, I nudge you in the stomach to make you let go of your headlock
Andrea Rock: I manage to grab your head, but I can't lock the hold 'cause you push my belly and I have to let you go but I don't move back, I bring up one of my leg and try to smash an hard knee strike to your flat abs
patricia: aaah, you take my breath away with your knees, I moan, straighten up, we are very close, I stand on tiptoe and try a head butt, my forehead goes towards your nose
Andrea Rock: I feel my knee sink into your stomach, but you don't double, you stand on your toes and OUCHHHHHHHH your forehead smash hard on my face...I stagger back a little dazed, I move toward the ropes trying to recover
patricia: I let you back up, take a momentum and try a chased jump, both my legs fly off trying to hit you in the chest
Andrea Rock: I can't see very clear, but I feel the mat vibrates as you charge at me, I step aside hoping your drop kick miss my chest and as you land I try to stomp your body
patricia: you have avoided my strike, I fall to the ground, I roll on myself to try to escape your feet which seek to crush me
Andrea Rock: my foot hits the mat, you roll aways giving me some time to recover, I take my fight stance and turn toward you waiting you stand up
patricia: you let me get up, i wouldn't be so sporty if the reverse situation happens, i have to hit fast, time is playing against me, i come closer and i fake a jab with my right fist towards your face, but it is my left foot hitting your right knee, hope to touch your kneecap
Andrea Rock: As I see you stand up I rush toward you frontally, at the last second I do a little step aside, moving out my arm for a clothesline attemp...but your foot hit my knee...OUFFFFF I stumble forward, face down on mat
Watchergo:, patricia! you can win!
Andrea Rock:grrrrr at @Watcher
patricia: I'm lucky, I avoid your clothesline and fall to the ground, I jump on your back, grab your arm right arm to get it stuck in a camel clutch
Andrea Rock: OUFFF you drop on my back, I feel your hands going under my chin for a camel clutch attemp...I try to use my strenght to get one arm free and extending it I try to reach the ropes for a rope break
patricia: your hand reaches out to reach for the rope, I get up and jump, both feet together, on your back to make you let go of the rope
Andrea Rock: as I touch the rope you should release the hold but you stomp my back with both your feet....ARGGGGGGGGG, I arch in pain, holding my back....ref comes toward you to stop your attach "heyyy he did a rope break!!" he says with anger
patricia: in very bad faith, I answer him that I broke my grip before you touch the rope, I let you get up but before that I took care to put a heel on your hand stay on the ground
Andrea Rock: I stand on all fours, I take a breath and then I get up on my feet, but ARGGG I feel your heel sink into my han and I can't..I growl and using my free hand I try to hook your ankle and pulling it hard I try to take you down
patricia: you are four legs, you try to make me fall, that's what I wanted to do, I fall to the ground, gripping you with both hands by the hair, trying to wrap my legs around your neck
Andrea Rock: you fall on ground, I feel you pull my hair, but my hair are not so long so you can't have a good grip,I am still holding your ankle and as you move your other leg for neck scissor attemp I try to grab the other ankle as well, if I manage I stand on my knee tryin to pull my head to make you leave my hair
patricia: I'm not able to do a showdown with you, I wriggle, try to free my ankle, I punch your ears with my fist
Andrea Rock: OUCHHH your fist hits my ear very hard, I fall with my back on ground and I have to release your ankles, my ears whistle..I feel dazed, I try to roll under the lower rope to come out the ring
patricia: too happy to be released I roll on myself in the center of the ring, to get up and catch my breath
patricia: My body is dripping with sweat, I wipe my face looking at you, I'm going to let you attack me, I'm starting to get tired, I have to cunning to win this fight which is really undecided
Andrea Rock: I move out the ring, in the concrete floor...I see you move toward the ring's center so I take time to recover, then I climb the metal ladder and I come back into ring, I look at you, I thought about an easy win but you look a tough opponent...I rush to you extendig out one arm, I fake a clothesline but as I am enough close I jump turning on my side and shoot my legs trying to hit your chest and abs with a drop kick
patricia: i try to avoid your clothesline but it was a trick i get your foot in the stomach i bend over and moan in pain i back up to the ropes to recover
Andrea Rock: I enjoy the feeling and the sound of my soles who hits your belly, I drop on ground after kick and I quickly stand up with a jump...you are double on the ropes, I try to wrap my arms round your head and moving backward to pull you off the ropes
patricia: I'm in bad shape, I'm on the ropes, my head stuck under your armpit, I try to crush the toes of your right foot with my heel, and hit you as I can in your stomach with my right fist, I grab the ropes with my left hand
Andrea Rock: mphhhh I am trying to drag you toward the ring's center but OUCHHHHHH you stomp my right foot and your punch hit my belly, I absorb some blow's power flexing my packed abs but I have to let go your head...."you are nerving me" I growl...I shoot my right arms to slap your tits with a strong chop SMAKKKKK
patricia: aaah! my breasts twist when you hit them, I moan and send for you to gain the upper hand, I roll out of the ring to come to my senses
Andrea Rock: OUCHHH your hand hits my chest...it doesn't hur but I stagger back for the blow and you gain some space to roll out the ring...I shake my fist "where ever do you think to go?" I ask as I climb toward the top rope...I bounce with my feet to take momentum then I jump...flying toward you I extend my arm and try to hit your neck with my forearm while I land out the ring
patricia: uuch! your blow from the clothesline sends me to the ground, i'm on my back bars and legs apart, i'm breathing hard to come to my senses, i'm trying to guess your next attack
Andrea Rock: Yessss I scream as I feel my arm smashes on your neck....you fall on ground legs and arms spreaded...I move to your side, I lean to you and wrap one arm round your legs, the other one around your neck and with a big strain I try to lift you up over my head
patricia: you grab my legs and my neck and start to lift me, I try to grip with my right hand the little bump I see in your crotch, I want to try to crush your nuts
Andrea Rock: ref starts counting since we both are out the ring 1 2 3 ...I am lifting you but you block my attempt with this nasty move, you squeeze a little my balls...GMPPHHHH I scream for pain but before you could squeeze hard I make you drop down raising my leg to smash my knee on your back...before I move backward holding my crotch and stomping my feet on ground for pain
patricia: aaah my kidneys! I am on the ground, I roll under the ring, the referee continues to count 5, 6, 7, I come out on the opposite side, grab the bottom rope with a moan and start to climb the ring
Andrea Rock: mphhh I feel pain between the legs but I have to come back into the ring 8,9 ....I put my hands on the apron edge and try to push me up...but my hands are wet for the sweat, they slide on the apron and I fall down, my head slams on the apron's edge....I drop on concrete floor "NOOOOOOOOOOO"
patricia: I am in the ring, I help myself with the ropes to get up, I am exhausted, I look in the ring and only see the referee
Andrea Rock: the ref counts 10 while I am out the ring and you are into...my mouth get wide open...I can't believe I've lost in this way....Ref walk toward you, he grabs your arm and lift it up "The Winner is: Patriciaaaaaaaaaaaa"
patricia : dripping with sweat, out of breath, I barely realize that I won the fight, the rest of the tournament is going to be hard because this fight has exhausted me
Published: 2021-09-12, viewed 45 times.
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