Her face bathed in streams of sweat, Kym finally had to give in to Christina's powerful arm. Kym's hand was pinned to the wrestling table, and Christina grabbed Kym's hair, twisted her head back, brought her face close to Kym's, and then kissed her, raw and passionately. She got up, patted Kym's cheek, and left smiling, leaving an exhausted, sweating, confused and reluctantly aroused Kym sitting at the armwrestling table. Well, how is that for a finish?