The art of Pugilism

16:00 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I'm still managing to get in some soft shots as we remain stuck together when the bell sounds and we peel off each other...I flash you a cute smile and turn and walk to my corner, my hot ass wiggling all the way...I sit and take a few sips of water and then tenderly dab at my nose, it's stopped bleeding and I wipe the sweat from my arms and face...slowing my breathing...stretching my arms high and thrusting out my tits...my eye is aching a bit, and there is a bit of swelling, but nothing too serious I think....I'm on my feet early...dancing from boot to boot....roll my neck...feeling relaxed and have plenty of energy....my tits bouncing freely as I keep limbered up R4 3:0

16:37 Roger_Lewis: We eventually separate, your body brushes away from mine. your firm breasts, hard nipples, and round ass plod your way to your corner. You plop down on the stool and work on your nose and body. I sit on my stool and feel like i have already went 8 rounds. My right eye is a swollen slit. My left eye puffed. The cut over my right eye open to a gash. Blood pours from my nose. i douse myself with water before taking some in. I press the cold canister against my right eye as i feel my heartbeat through it. I am breathing harder than i should be at this point in the match. I wipe my face and body down, as my white towel is a stained mess. I lean back in my corner nd my abs tighten and flex as i breath in and out. Its not long before the 10 second buzzer sounds. I push up to my feet and pull my gloves up. My guard not as high or as tight as it was when we began. I feel fatigued and feel as if some of my power has faded. DING DING DING!!!!!!!! I move from my corner a but more tenative and slower but determined.....R4 3:00

22:48 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Looking across the ring at you as you stand up I feel a bit more confident and even more surprised as I see the state of your face...but it is more than that, you look somewhat dejected and I try to play on that as I bounce forwards at the start of round four....my gloves are high and my stance slips naturally in place...right foot forward, my body slightly at an angle...eyes peering over my defence as I send a straight right jab at your left eye, then dip my knees and aim a second right to your ribs...fluid movements...fast and direct to distract you from a big left hook that comes in high and hard as I stand tall again, trying to go over your defences and slam into your damaged right eye...my upper body rolling...side to side...arms tucked tight, then before I bounce back from you I use my right again as hard as I can...my little body right behind it to flash a big roundhouse hook at your left ear R4 2:50

22:54 Roger_Lewis: You move out and are still light on your feet and up on your toes. You meet me mid ring and i feel slower, sluggish almost as you pound your right jab into my glove driving them back into my face. Your punches still have the fresh sting on them from round one. I tak your second right off my ams as i bring it down just enough to defend against your glove. Your left clears my right glove and i dont see it until the last minute. Your left hammering the swollen sacjk around my right eye. Blood and sweat spray on impact as you all but close it with that punch. I stagger 2 steps back and am able to get my left up to block your right but it is driven back into my face. I am on the outside of my range as you control the ring. My left jab probes out for your nose and then a second for your chest as i look to keep you at a distance as my mind races for answers.....R4 2:40

23:06 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Another success as I cause you more damage to your right eye and feel a mix of your blood and sweat on my face ... your footwork is haphazard and I let you fire off your punches but field them easy as you stretch to reach my fast moving body...taking the first shot on my gloves and the secong on my arms...they feel weaker than your strikes in earlier rounds which encourages me on...I take half a step to my right and spin my upper body fast sending a looping shot with my left towards your damaged right eye...step left and drive my right jab at you face and as the punch strike something I drop low and bring up a left uppercut under your jaw....it all happens quickly and I'm back and to my left in a heartbeat R4 2:30

23:11 Roger_Lewis: My jabs were to try to keep you at bay nut you sway them down and block them easily. You can see i am slower and not as strong as i was in round 1. My power advantage has eroded away and my stamina is starting to fade. Your left lands flush pounding my right eye as i did not even see it coming. My head snaps and i wobble for a moment. Your right jab drives my left glove back into my face and before i know it your left uppercut clips my chin. My head snaps and my left knee buckles. I step into you, my gloves resting on your thick hips by your thong straps as i press my chest into you trying to clinch and hold onto you my chest brushing yours as i breath hard but my right eye is a swollen bloody meat sack.....R4 2:20

23:21 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I'm fighting in new territory now...my opponent in a bit of trouble and I know I need to capitalise...no way am I getting into a clinch and I move fast ...dancing around, trying to confuse you and formulate some sort of plan...I need to put in a couple of good combinations and not leave myself open to a counter attack...I start by moving a bit right then go left and try to tap your right eye with a straight left, then my right comes into play a jab at your face then two really fast sharp uppercuts towards your chin....I'm moving well and making a hard target for you as I keep the punishment going and finish with a left hook at your jaw before withdrawing...peering over my defence to see if I've done more damage and getting out of your range R4 2:10

15:43 Roger_Lewis: I reach for you as i try to use you for support and to try to force you to pause. You are not having it. Your left pumps into my right eye snapping my head back and the sound of your sweat soaked glove pounding the swollen flesh echos. Your right jabs pepper my nose snapping my head back and forcing me into the ropes. Your uppercuts get muffles by my gloves and forearms, but your left hook hammers my jaw droppong me to my knees in front of you as my face drags down your body my gloves on your hips as my face leaves a trail of sweat and blood down between your tits and over your abs as i rest on my knees. My gloves on your hips as my face reasts against thr front of your thong......R4 2:00

16:57 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: My attempts pay off and it's as if everything goes back into slow motion....I get my whole body behind the final shot and as your jaw whips to one side more of your sweat and blood spray into the air and onto my body....gravity takes over when your knees buckle...you fall slightly into me and slide down my sexy body...when you are as low as you can go, leaning against me, I take a step back...and then retreat to a neutral corner....with no referee to check you and start a count, and this being a very new and strange occurrence for me I am unsure what to do, so I start to count you...1....2....3.....4..... R4 1:50

17:02 Roger_Lewis: As i come to rest on my knees, my face rests against the front of your thong. Tou step back and i drop to all fours. My blood and sweat dragging over the fabric of your thong. I look down and see blood and sweat dripping from my face onto the canvas below. My right eye is in bad shape. My left eye swollen but no where near the damage to my right. I watch as you go to a neutral corner. Your thing swallowed by your thick ass cheeks as you start to count. I hear you reach 4 as i push up to my knees and then struggle to get to my feet by the count of 6. Sweat pouring from my body as i stand and get my gloves up into a loose guard. R4 1:40

17:08 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I give you time to get upright...keeping my body limbered up and when you stand I move in again fast ...you look dazed....your breathing ragged... and I target your right eye with two left jabs...followed quickly by a big right hook...this time to your left eye...I go on...trying another left uppercut...looking for your chin again to put you back down R4 1:30

21:09 Roger_Lewis: My gloves are up but i am still rattled i turtle up a bit taking your attack off my gloves and arms as you force me back into the ropes near my own corner. Your glove pounding mine and hammering my guard as you throw with aggression. My back hits the ropes and i bounce off then and drive a hard right hook aimed for your chin. I then dig a left uppercut aimed for your lower belly below your naval as i try desperatly to get back in the fight. Sweat pouring off me as i breath harder......R4 1:20

01:17 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: My attempts to come at you hard and fast fail as you manage to block my shots...showing up my inexperience and inability to finish you off when I managed to get you in a very poor condition.....Perhaps I thought this was the end and tried too hard to capitalize and you really surprise me as you come off the ropes and start to fight back...proving you are a tough competitor and extremely resilient....Your right hook lacks the power of earlier punches but gets through my defence and rattles my jaw ....throwing me head sideways and a combination of sweat and spittle spray the air...my knees weaken and I try to retreat but I am winded as your uppercut drives the air from me...I back pedal...need time to recover and nearly go down, just managing to keep my feet and go into a defensive stance R4 1:10

07:45 Roger_Lewis: My right hook drives and tags your jaw, snapping your head to the side. My power drained, had i hit you like that in round 1 you would be on the canvas right now. But this match has taken its toll on my power and stamina. Sweat and spittle eject from your lips and head. I actually see you knees wobble a bit. My left uppercut hammers your lower belly forcing you to bend and i hear the huff of air from your lips. You slide back and retreat a bit for the first time in the match. I do not have the gas tank right now to pursue to finish you but i do have some adrenaline hitting me right now. I step forward and know i only have a 1 or 2 punch combination so i need to make it count. I step into a hard straight right aimed for the center of your face as i look to hammer your nose. I then step right and drag a left hook aimed for your chin as i try to ring your bell. Blood leaks from my nose and the cut over my right eye. Sweat drips from my body and i am breathing hard. I want to taunt you but do not have the air to do it.....R4 1:10

09:19 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: The few seconds respite helps, I manage to get myself together....right foot forward....hands up and ready for your next attack, it's slow in coming and I'm more than ready....My Jamaican resolve has kicked in and I dig deep into my energy reserves...Peering over my defence I see you coming and I'm up on my toes...watching a guy who is moving slowly, breathing hard and has a mess where his good looks were earlier. Your straight right is predictable and I block it easily with my gloves...the punch has much less force behind it....I'm already preparing to hit back and you hook hits my arms and stings a bit...In response I duck down and thrust up ...not as fast as earlier, but with enough force to send a hard left uppercut towards your chin...as soon as I feel it strike something, I'm on the move to my laft a bit and send a couple of rapid right jabs in the direction of your left eye R4 1:0

22:29 Roger_Lewis: My straight right bounces off your gloves, you looked a bit rattled but you seem to have regained your composure. My gloves are a bit mor sluggish and with less power but i still am going to try to bully you. My left then hits your arms as you are already planning your counter. You bend your knees and drive with a left uppercut that clips my chin snapping my head back spraying sweat from my head. I am forced back 2 steps and your right jabs fall just short. I plant my back foot and on instinct i step in behind your outstretched right and drive a hard left hook aimed for your nose. I then dig a right uppercut aimed at the welt/bruise on your left side as i try to counter and punish your body. openly breathing hard now and dripping with sweat.....R4 0:50

01:03 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: My first shot works well but the follow up efforts fall short and leave me exposed for the briefest moment and again you demonstrate your experience....Even in your damaged state you drive a left hook behind my guard and, although I see it coming and start to move my head, it strikes me plum on the cheek and my head spins as the sweat flies and before I can recover you go back to an earlier target and snap an uppercut into my pained side.....My teeth clamp into my mouth guard and I breath hard...moving away, trying to find some rhythm again as I get back to my southpaw stance and try to find an answer to your continued determination....My upper body movement is slower as my side hurts, but I'm still moving ok as I duck and weave out of reach before stepping up and trying a response with two fast left uppercuts in the direction of your chin and then a half step right and in a fluid movement throw a big right hook using my whole body to generate the maximum power in an attempt to put you down again R4 0:40

06:51 Roger_Lewis: My right eye is a swollen sack of flesh that i cant see out of and i am breathing hard and blood is running from my nose. That being said it is not the worst shape i have been in. I have been here before so that gives me a relatively relaxed mindset. My left glove snaps your head to the side, your heair whipping behind your head as i turn it hard to the side. My right lands clean on your body bending you a bit and driving some air from you. I finally feel like i am starting to slow you a bit. You are forced to take a step back. I do not advance but prepare my guard and ready for your eventual counter. You step back in and i take your first uppercut off my right glove. Your second snaps hard into my chin as you continue to punish my face. I see you load up on your right and i duck under the punch that was just a shade slower. As your right glove extends along with your arm. I dig a hard left uppercut aimed for your liver looking to paralyze you. I then drive a straight right aimed directly for your nose with my full weight and power behind it....R4 0:30

08:02 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I'm hoping to have hit you and stopped your attempted comeback, but my first shot is defended and then I hit you hard but the hook flies high over your head...as soon as I see you duck, I know I'm going to miss and I'm pretty sure what your response will be....and sure enough your uppercut comes in, but I have managed not to over-extend myself this time and get my arm in and down enough to stop your hurting me...All my concentration was on stopping that shot and I completely miss your right and it smashes right into my face....a rooky mistake.....blood spurts from my nose, my head jerks back like someone yanked it from behind and my knees buckle and send me over sideways into the ropes....blinking to try and clear my eyes and re-focus as my left side rests on the ropes, knees bent and tucked underneath me ....I'm trying to clear my head, re-focus...breath slowly take my time...R4 0:20

08:08 Roger_Lewis: My left glove hammers your lowered guard hard but i could tell you were doing all you could to defend. My straight right pounds your nose as blood spatters on impact and smears across my white leather glove. Some spatters on my chest as well as your head snaps straight back and for the forst time in the match you are reeling. you hit the ropes and stay there trying to gather yourself. I see you try to get it together as your left side presses against the ropes. I do not rush in but move in looking for openings....MTC

08:15 Roger_Lewis: I then see you drop to the canvas with your legs under you and i stand over you breathing hard. Blood covering my lips and face from my nose. panting. like an anaimal over its prey. I look down and wait to see if you look up. I want you to look at me and see who dropped you. I then move to a neutral corner as i lean there.......1...........2........3.......R4 0:20

08:20 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I know I am in trouble...I feel your presence over me but ignore it...The words of my trainer running through my head...'Take your time...slow your breathing'....That's what I do...the round is nearly at an end and if I can last that long maybe I have a chance .....I roll my neck a couple of times and kneel up as I hear your start the count ...my head feeling clearer, my breathing under control....but I still wait R4 0:10

09:47 Roger_Lewis: I continue the count as i watch you struggle slightly. You are far from done but it is nice to see you on the canvas finally and blood dripping from your nose. I see you kneel and know you could have risen, but you are a smart boxer and in no rush when you know the round is coming to a close. I lean in the corner and drape my arms and gloves across the top ropes.....4.....5.......6......DING DING DING!!!!! The round comes to a close and i look at you and look at your rounded ass fill out your thong. your tits rise and fall as i see the blood drip down to your chest as i start to make my way to my corner. I pull out my bloody mouthguard. " looks like you got saved my the bell SJ, your luck looks like it just ran out, see you in a minute if you can continue" I smirk as i get to my corner......R4 0:00

10:08 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Ignoring your sarcastic comments I slowly stand and go to my corner, ignore the seat and lean against the post...sip some water and plug my nose with a towel as best I can...my head has cleared...but my jaw aches...I look across the ring at your damaged face and all the blood...I can see you are sweating heavily...breathing hard and have lost quite a bit of the red stuff...it must all be beginning to affect you....your right eye looks completely shut....I don't think too much about the last round, I still have energy and need to use it to move faster, be sharper and hit harder....when it's almost time for the bell I'm upright...stretching high ...ignoring the pain and ready for battle...I suck in my shield and prepare to fight R5 3:00

10:13 Roger_Lewis: I sit on my stool and take the rest that is given to me. My face is a mess. 4 full rounds of your jabs have done alot of damage and its only getting worse. I douse my head with water as i try to wash the blood away. I then wipe down with the towel. I am able to stem the blood from my nose and the cut over my eye for the moment, my my right eye is useless at this point. My breathing slows but i am still breathing harder than i would like. I lean back into the corner and look across at you with some distain. *She got lucky early and if she didnt she would be out cold already* i think to myself. The buzzer for round 5 sounds and i stand. I am in better shape than i was to start round 4 but that was a very low bar. DING DING DING!!!!! I step out from my corner and move towards mid ring. I am more flat footed and now trade any speed for power and accuracy. I peer over my raised gloves. I wave you in almost darung tyou to engage after dropping you last round finally.....R5 3:00

10:23 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Ignoring your mocking ways, I approach you in a roundabout way and as I close in, I whip a straight left at your right eye to try and test how much vision you have there....I'm bouncing on my toes....trying to intimidate you into thinking I have plenty of energy...dance back and then right and fire off two fast right jabs targeting your right eye and in a flash my short left uppercut tries to find your chin again....I take a brief second, hoping you think I've finished my attack...then strike hard and straight with my right wanting to punish your left eye more R% 2:50

10:28 Roger_Lewis: As we engage i have my guard up and i see you bouncing and it seems like the knockdown did not really affect you all that much. I take your left off my lead left glove and block it at the last moment. barely seeing it in time. You still have an air of confidence about you even after being dropped. Your tits sway and bounce as you move, I take your right jabs off my guard as i have my gloves up to guard my punished face. Your left uppercut clips my chin snapping my head back as you still have some pop in your gloves. I pause to take a breath and thankfully i did, as your right comes out for a delayed attack i slip in and under it and pound a hard left aimed for your liver again. Looking to get in and under your outstreched right. I theh dig a a hard right uppercut aimed for the underside of your chin as i drive with my hips and legs......R5 2:40

12:14 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I'm not landing as many punches as I did earlier in the bout, I'm not sure why, I guess that's an experience thing....I feel the ones that do get through are not hurting you enough either....on the flip side of that...apart from your last punch in the last round....I feel I am getting to know you as the match goes on....when you dodge under my right glove I'm prepared and move my feet to the left making your left glove brush my side rather than have it pound my liver....my feet are quick and I rely on that to avoid your left so that my hands and arms remain where I need them, allowing me to take your uppercut on my limbs rather than my face....My face has had enough knocks and I have a couple of swollen lumps but I'm not thinking about that as I dance away from you...one step back and a big one left so that I can try a right jab to your right eye and then a left cross at your left eye as I move back into range....and I keep coming forwards another half step and slightly right for a combination of straight right to your face, left hook to your right ear and a final right jab at your left eye...all fast and all as hard as I can go with my smaller body...I keep moving and weave my upper body to distract you....my big titties jiggling as I do so R5 2:30

12:22 Roger_Lewis: Mt left hammering your side but not doing the damage i had hoped for. I need to take advantags of your openings and that punch did not. You block my uppercut and are learning as we go and becoming more savvy. You slip back and to the side and allow me to get my guard back in place. I take your jab and cross off my gloves as we move around mid ring. I think you may be done and i step slightly forward and you do the same and your right pumps into my nose snapping my head back and blood begins to flow again as i feel the warm liquid run over my lips. Your left hook i do not even see and it pounds my jaw, I feel your glove pounding my face into a meat sack. but your right jab finds my left eye and forces me to retreat a bit. I feel the swelling begin on the only sight i have and a bit of panic creeps into my mind as i take 2 steps back to reset but also to try to keep you at a distance. R5 2:20

12:33 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Finally I make some headway, not every shot being a success but seeing more blood from your nose lifts me a bit and when I see the state of your left eye as you retreat...my confidence grows a little...you reverse out of range, but my tail is up...just a bit and I follow ...quickly...wanting to give you no time to settle....I move into range readying myself to unleash a little barrage of strikes and start with two hard left hooks to your ribs and step right and jab with my right...the first one at your nose, the second at your eye and a third at your nose again...then come in tight bend low and power up through my feet...my legs ....my hips ...twisting my body a bit as every ounce of my body drives a left uppercut towards your chin R5 2:10

12:38 Roger_Lewis: My probing jabs do nothing to keep you at bay. You step in and your stained gloves are ready to work. Your left hook tag my ribs hard. My guard has been up trying to protect my face and the smack of your leather on my body echo's in the ring. I draw my gloves down slightly as i let out a huff of air. Your right jab pumps into my nose and snaps my head back. My eyes water but do not get a break. your right glove hits my left eye snapping my head back again, and then you pound my nose a second time. I do not even see the uppercut as you hammer my chin. I stagger into my corner as my back hits the cornerpad hard. My knees buckle and i lean into it rattled and dazed. My faux guard dropping as i wobble and feel like i might fall.....R5 2:00

12:49 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Again I make some hard hits, well placed it seems and I think your obstructed vision is playing a big part now....my final rally seems to have hurt you really bad and I see you drop against the corner post...once more I press forwards...wanting to maintain my advantage and seeing you struggling....moving towards you and the corner...buoyed up by my recent strikes, I come on the edge of my range and start to throw some targeted and controlled punches....I start with a straight right jab at you left eye....a swinging left hook at your ribs...move left and unleash another big right...this time and uppercut to your chin...I'm hitting hard and fast thinking if I get lucky, I could finish this right now...left hook to your ear and a second towards your ribs...I finish with a straight right jab to your face and dance back, pulling in some deep breaths and resetting myself for another onslaught R5 !:50

02:31 Roger_Lewis: Your straight right pounds my left eye, it continues to puff a bit snapping my head back. I mange to block the left hook to my body but it draws my guard down. Your right uppercut tags my chin and before you can throw the rest of your barrage my knees give way and i drop to the canvas and then to my chest. I feel the ring spinning a bit as you rattle me midway through the round. I lay on my chest with my nose leaking blood onto the canvas. My eyes fluttering a bit as i look to try to gather myself......R5 1:40

04:47 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Your eyes look awful as I strike again...I'm surprised you can see my punches coming...if we had a referee they might well stop this.....but my uppercut comes hard and fast and you start to wobble.... As soon as you go down, I retreat to a neutral corner....take a breath and start to count....1.....2.....3.....4.....Looking at your laying there....a bit surprised I've put the bigger fighter down again....

15:45 Roger_Lewis: I push up as i shake my head, trying to clear the cobwebs. Blood and sweat dripping from my head to the canvas as i get to all fours. I raise my head looking at you over in the corner. Your tits rising and falling as you look down at me. I see you drape your arms across the top ropes as you start to count. My right eye shut and my left eye puffing. I breath hard still but pause as i get to my knees as i try to use the count......R5 1:30

15:50 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: It looks like you are really struggling, blood and sweat mingling, red face, bruised and battered....I stand tall and bounce from foot to foot to keep loose and continue the count.....5.....6.....7....R5 1:20

15:52 Roger_Lewis: I take a few deep breaths and get to one knee as i hear you continue to count. At 7 i push up to my feet near the ropes and lean my back into them for a moment to steady myself. I pull my gloves up and peer over them at you as i bend my knees a bit and step from the ropes. I am hurting a bit but never ever going to concede victory to you in any way. Your going to have to try to take it.......R5 1:10

15:58 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Leaving the neutral corner and slipping into my stance...Right foot well forwards so that just my shoulder is in your disrupted veiw...I close in and fire off a quick right jab and then twist right as I strike out with a left hand haymaker, sending in wide, fast and hard to the side of your head...I bob down and fake a straight right and turn it into an uppercut looking for that chin again R5 1:00

16:07 Roger_Lewis: I move left along the ropes and stepping away from them as you come out from the corner. You turn your stance as your right foot forward. You pump out a stiff right jab that paffs off my raised guard. I have my gloves up and tight in front of me being very defensive. You left glove pounds my guard and actually knocks my guard to the side clearing the way for your uppercut to tag my chin snapping my head keeping me on my back foot. My back hits the ropes and i bounce off sending a left hook aimed for your chin and then a straight right aimed for your nose that is still bleeding.....R5 0:50

16:15 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: After I've fired off my shots I see you bounce against the ropes, you've done it before and I know what's coming....hopefully the uppercut that sent you to the ropes has slowed you and I have time to stop your attempts...the left hook is taken on my gloves and I duck under the straight right...go very low and then shoot up again in a flash....powering up through my cute bare feet, through my legs and hips...twisting them a little as my left sails upwards aiming to drill itself into your jaw R5 0:40

16:20 Roger_Lewis: I come at you with some momentum. My left pounds your gloves as you raise your guard but does not break through. My right drives forward but you slip under it bending your knees, and letting my glove and arm over extend. You use the openeing as you drive with your legs and tighten your ass. pounding your left glove up under my chin and snapping my head back again. Your arm and shoulder flex as you connect forcing me into the ropes and my head driven back. My left knee buckles as i lean into the ropes almost falling but my guard is all window dressing as you see a dazed look on my face.....R5 0:30

15:39 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Coming after you and getting close, not wanting to give you any recovery time....I can see you gaurd is high but your legs look pretty static ...I go with three hooks, right, left, right all to your ribs and all short, hard movements...then bend low once again and try to use every ounce of power I can as I come up fast and my left glove is moving at speed looking to drill into your chin again R5 0:20

15:51 Roger_Lewis: My loose guard all for show as i am rattled and wobble a bit. your black gloves dig short hooks into my body with success, you drive more air past my lips as my back presses int the ropes. No where to go or evade as you bend me a bit. Your legs and ass drive into yoru left uppercut. it crashes into my chin. My mouthguard shoots from my lips. I fall forward into you and try to hook my armasaround your hips as i press my body into yours. your bare tits against my chest. I try to hook my chin you your shoulder just looking to last the round....R5 0:10

15:55 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: You look finished, I'm amazed you are still standing after my first shots....but the uppercut slams home....your eyes look vacant as you fall against me ...but I'm back pedalling fast and you fail in your attempt to use me as a human prop and let you keep falling as the round comes to an end and the bell sounds R5 0:00

00:15 Roger_Lewis: As i step and look to lean into you and hold onto your all but naked frame you step back. i pitch foward dropping to my knees and then face and chest first onto the canvas. My head spinning as i lay there face and cheek on the canvas. DING DING DING!!!!! the bell rings ending the round before you even have a moment to start the count. My swollen eyes looking up at you ad you head for your corner. Your ass cheeks swallowing your thong as you walk away. I stay put for the moment as the round break begins......R5 0:00

00:21 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Damn the bell I'm thinking...giving you time to recover...Retreating to my corner and taking a few sips of water as I sit looking at you down on the canvas ...saved by the bell...Grabbing my towel I wipe the sweat from my face ....the rest of my body looks even sexier covered in a thin sheen and making it glisten under the lights....I'm on my feet again....rolling my neck and shoulders....bouncing on my toes...breathing controlled ....tits bouncing and ready for round 6.....R6 3:00

00:25 Roger_Lewis: I lay on the canvas as you reset in your corner. Blood leaking from my nose and the cut over my eyes. I remain on the canvas as the round break continues. About midway through i finally am able to push up to all fours. My head hanging low as it drips blood and sweat to the canvas. I get to one knee Just as the 10 second buzzer sounds and pull on the ropes and get to my feet just as i hear DING DING DING!!! I wobble a bit as my back brushes the ropes as the bell for round 6 begins. My gloves ar just up under chest level as the bell rings and i am still dazed....R6 3:00

00:37 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: When the bell sounds I am out of my corner and across the ring....gloves coming up as I charge towards you and can see your vacant eyes....see you are not fully with it and I approach you square on....Two right jabs pound out at your face...a left hook hammers at your ribs followed by another to your head and then I come half a step closer and left dip my knees and drive a short right uppercut at your chin with my shoulder fully behind it as I straighten my knees...bounce back and breath R6 2:50

00:41 Roger_Lewis: I am all but out on my feet as you reach me. Your right jabs punish my face snapping my head back. Your left hook pounds my body as i bend on impact only to have your second left catch my cheek. I am leaning forward off balance already just as your body dips and your right glove is driving hard upward under my chin. My head snaps back and my eyes shut before i hit the canvas out cold on my way down as i collapse in a heap. I fall face first as you slide step back and crash hard into the stained canvas unconcious.....

00:45 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: I go back across the ring and look down...a wave of surprise comes over me...the first time I have boxed a guy.....and he's down....I start the count....1....2....3....4....5....6......still no movement ...I look around the room....it's quiet....R6 2:40

00:48 Roger_Lewis: I am out cold and barely hear the murmur of the count as you stand coated in sweat in the neutral corner. I lay still unconcious breathing hard as you continue as a a mere formality at this point.....

00:53 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: ....7....8....9.....10....the bell rings and it registers that I have a win.....I raise my arms in the air ...my titties stretched up and my big nipples pointing out....hauling off my gloves to reveal my sweat soaked bandaged hands ....pulling out my mouth guard and grinning from ear to ear before I snap a pose....my bare foot between your shoulder blades and biceps curled........

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00:56 Roger_Lewis: As you reach the count of 10 i am still all but out as i start to stir a bit. I feel you place your foot on my back. Your body coated with sweat, your thong drenched with sweat amonst other juices as your bare chest glistens . I moan as i start to wake a bit from my unconcious state......

01:06 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Rolling you onto your back, I give you a while to recover...looking down at you.....your chest heaving and your face a mess....you are looking up at me and I smile through my puffy face ...dried blood on my lips and cheek and a foot either side of your chest...I lower my ass and drop it the last few inches onto your face then run my hands over your body....feeling your sweaty, muscled torso as I lean forwards and grind my butt harder into your face....my hands inching closer to your manhood

01:11 Roger_Lewis: I lay under you as you stand over me straddling my face. Your body still dripping with sweat. You slowly descend as your thong lowers as you spread your ass cheeks and sit on my swollen face. I feel it press onto my swollen features as you sit on my face taking your throne. The wet fabric pressing into my face as you put your full weight down. I feel you start to roll tour hips and grind a bit onto my face. I can taste and smell your scent. Your hands feeling my hard chest and abs as you slowly work them down towards my trunks and you can see the lump of flesh pressed hard against the fabric of my trunks as your eyes take in my beaten frame......

06:52 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: Starting slowly my ass begins to ride your face and I slip my right hand into your trunks and grip my fingers around your hard cock....it's not what I'm used to...but perhaps it's not fair to compare this white guy to my boyfriend, who, in fairness is a black stallion.....I start to work your cock, and despite your beaten state you respond quickly and I can feel your boy leaking some pre-cum .....my pussy is wet from riding you sweating harder now, and my breath is coming in sharp bursts

16:35 Roger_Lewis: You grind your hip as your ass swallows my face and starts to ride it. Your thong drenched as you rech into my trunks and grip my cock and start to stroke my shaft and head. Your thong barely covering your pussy and ass as you slide back and forth. Your labia splayed out on either side of the fabring painting my swollen face with your juices as my cock responds in your hand.....

04:35 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: My body is still excited from the win...the thought of beating a guy in a boxing match was a new experience...I start to shudder and feel my pussy leaking....still riding you hard and working your cock....perhaps you have enjoyed losing...maybe the thought of a sexy girl pounding your body and knocking you out put you on a high....your cock is hard and I can feel from your body action that you are ready.....I cum....squirting my juices into your face and neck....over and over until I am drained

05:27 Roger_Lewis: I feel you quicken your pace as you literally start to fuck my face harder and faster as you do you suddenly erupt all over it cumming on my face and continuing to stroke me. I feel my cock getting harder as your juices wash over my face. My hips starting to react as you grip it harder and oull faster. Your hips still rolling even after you cum.....

07:50 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: My breath is coming so fast and my body slows ...apart from my hands....and I feel the start of fluids on my hands...."come on puck...cum for SJ" I hiss as I feel your whole body stiffen

09:36 Roger_Lewis: My body becomes rigid as i feel my balls tighten and feel my cock start to erupt and start to cum shooting thick white ropes of cum as you milk me and force me to cum as i am under your thick ass and still tasts you on my swollen lips. ....

10:07 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: After my hard match and finally finishing you off...I am exhausted and slide off you...get slowly to my knees and take in some air then stand and look down at your broken face "Nice to have destroyed you punk" I hiss as I stomp your gut and leave the ring

10:07 Sweet_Jamaicas_back: The end