1. Samantha's Breezy Shorts - The Wrestler


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

    the amusement of the crowd. I was in so much pain, my body was aching, especially my waist, hips and lower back. I grabbed at the ropes and had to use all my strength to lift myself up onto my feet. I decided I just had to get out of the ring, to get as much distance between myself and Bertha. I turned my back on her, and started to crawl through the gap between the middle and lower rope. I suddenly felt large sweaty hands on my head, grabbing my blonde hair. &#034Leavin' so soon, chickie-pie?&#034 Bertha mocked in her southern drawl. &#034Oh nooo...&#034 I groaned dejectedly as she pulled me back into the ring by my hair. She threw me down hard onto the canvas, and lumbered over me, following me as I crawled over to the corner of the ring. I grabbed the ropes as she grabbed my foot. I turned over and, with my free foot, threw a kick at her. She just moved back slightly, letting go off my foot and chuckled. I backed up against the corner, with my arms resting on the lower ropes. She walked right over to me, and stuck her dirty large flabby foot in my face. She was pressing her smelly cheesy sweaty foot right against my mouth, with her thick toes sticking against my nose. I tired to turn my head away, but my head was trapped between her foot and the lowest turnbuckle cushion. She was pretty much suffocating me with her foot, so much so that I started to feel very light-headed. Lara tried to jumped in between us, and started to count to 5. &#034One! Two! Three! Break the hold ...
    or you'll be DQ'd! Four!&#034 She counted to Bertha, who, just before the count of 5, moved her foot away from my face., stopping herself from being disqualified. I felt so dizzy now, and so light-headed and weak. I didn't have the strength to move out from the bottom of the corner. I was just slouched up against the bottom cushion, laying my back into it as I sat on my bum. I looked up at Bertha who had the most sadistically playful grin on her face. She looked to the crowd, and it suddenly dawned on me as to where I was, and what she had in mind. She began slapping her bumcheeks in a slow rhythm, building up the tempo, faster and faster, and the crowd was clapping their hands together along with her. &#034Ass to face! Ass to face! Ass to face!&#034 She began cheering, and the crowd cheered along with her. She stopped chanting, but the crowd didn't. They continued to chant that as Bertha began to move over towards me. &#034Oh no! Please no!&#034 I gasped breathlessly and grabbed the middle ropes, trying my hardest to pull myself away. I was too weak though, my arms felt like that weighed a thousand tons. I just couldn't move away as my impending doom came closer and closer towards me. I slowly shook my head as Bertha loomed over me, her big shadow covered my whole body. She turned around, leaning over forward slightly. &#034No! No! Please! No!&#034 I begged her, but my pleas fell onto deaf ears. I tried to slip forward underneath her, but my escape path was obstructed by her ...
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