1. Samantha's Breezy Shorts - The Wrestler


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Fetish, Lesbian Sex, Sex Humor, Author: LittleMissFart, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    Bertha suddenly lifted my arm up, f0rcing Lara to break the pin count. I was really struggling for air, as Bertha threw one of her big thick tree-trunk like thighs over my body and shifted her bum over and sat full-weight down on me. Once again, I felt my the air f0rced out of my body. I silently gasped. Her fat ass was so big, that my whole stomach, waist and most of my thighs had disappeared completely from anybody's view underneath her cut-off overalls that covered her huge beach-ball like derrière. I threw a slap towards her rosy-cheeked face, but she just grabbed my wrist before I could connect. She was so mightily strong that even though I tried to resist, she just, with the utmost of ease, pinned my arm down above my head. Before I could even move my other arm, she grabbed my other wrist and pinned that arm down above my head as well. Ms Lara once again started counting the pin. &#034One! Two!&#034 She called and once again, Bertha lifted my arm up for me, breaking the pin count. That's twice now she could have easily won the match, but she was making sure she was going to have all the fun she wants with me, and there was nothing I could do to stop it! She did that a few times, pinning my arms flat down on the mat, and every time Lara's hand was about to hit for the 3-count, she'd lift my arm up and break up the pin fall. Laughing with sick glee as she did. The crowd was jeering, but she didn't care. &#034Bunns! Bunns! Bunns!&#034 A chant had begun in the arena. My ...
    fans were getting behind me, trying to pull me through. This annoyed Bertha. She sat up onto her knees, taking all of her weight off of me, allowing for a small gap between my body and her massive denim-covered ass cheeks. She then roughly threw my arms to the side, pushing me to roll-over onto my stomach. She then sat back down, with her weight bearing down, her thick buttocks pressed firmly against my own, as well as on my lower back and thighs. That was painful enough as it was, but she then lifted my arms back, lifting my upper body backwards too, bending me at an awkward angle. &#034Arrggghhh!!&#034 I groaned aloud in pain. &#034Look at these silly varmints cheering for y'all, look at your fans!&#034 Bertha sneered disdainfully. I could barely hold my eyes open to see the sea of faces in the crowd, watching intently. She then lifted her knees up, and tucked them in underneath my arms, so that she was now squatting her butt right down onto my lower back. She let go of my wrists, so my arms were now hugging her really large thighs, and placed the sweaty thick doughy palms of her hands onto my face. She covered my mouth with them so all my screams and groans of pain were muffled. I could taste the salty taste of the sweat from her hands on my lips and tongue. She kept the camel clutch applied for what felt like ages. I so desperately wanted to tap out, to stop the pain, but my arms were stopped by her thighs from hitting the mat, and my voice was muffled by her hands. Ms Lara ...
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