(Amongst the other 10 or so stories I have juggling, I decided to embark upon yet another series as a co-pilot using some of the characters I have used in the past. This story was authored with another writer and we went back and forth tailoring it as we went, neither of us sure where it would end, and now it looks like with developed a hook to force Bree to continue on at the Flamingo Club. I think our writing styles allow for a seamless read, and hopefully everyone enjoys reading it. I am going to try to put out the next Jobber Jam match, along with the other series I have with Jen soon as well, along working on the next match for Bree.)
I nervously sat in my seat, yet I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited beyond belief, looking around at the rowdy crowd screaming and yelling after witnessing an awesome match. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be watching the legendary matches that took place at the Flamingo Club – where tickets went for thousands of dollars as they had some of the most legendary, brutal, and violent fight between girls ever. Yet here I sat slack mouthed, my head still spinning knowing my girlfriend would be wrestling tonight. The bulge in pants hardening as I thought about seeing her out there in the ring making her wrestling debut, still remembering when she signed the contract almost 6 weeks ago to the day.
Typically, Saturdays were spent down at the beach, or doing something in the sun, yet 6 weeks ago I went golfing and when I came home my girl Bree was in the doorway screaming and waving a sheet of paper excitedly. I put the golf clubs down on the ground, and the beautiful blonde’s arms flew around my body, tightly squeezing, “I got the job! Holy fuck! I got it! This is life changing money!”
This was the first I was hearing about her even looking for a new job, “What job? What are you talking about?” I asked, still embraced in her tight hug, loving the feeling of her fake tits pressed up against my body.
She stepped back, the paper in her hand waving, “I am going to be like those Divas on TV that you love watching roll around in the ring! I was offered a job at the Flamingo Club!” My mind started racing, what was Bree talking about, the Flamingo Club was not anything like those Divas on WWE or TNA. Not that I had the extra cash to buy a ticket for their exorbitant prices that catered to Miami’s ultra wealthy – But the matches at the Flamingo Club were legendary. “I am going to be wrestling at the Flamingo Club…just like those hotties on TV!”
“Bree, those girls on TV are trained…and for heaven’s sake it’s fake! Those girls on TV DON’T want to hurt each other. The girls at the Flamingo are paid to beat the shit out of and humiliate the other girls! How…How did you even get this…what did you call it…a job?”
Bree smiled, “I was out for coffee and enjoying the morning when someone in a suit approached me. I didn’t think he was serious, but he had a business card…”
I cut her off, “So a guy with a suit and a business card offers you a job…it’s Miami! I have suits and business cards! The Flamingo Club…aren’t you a little worried? Did you ever hear what happens at the Flamingo Club””
“Yeah…I told you it’s like on TV! Girls wrestle, do some Foxy Boxy and maybe roll around in oil!” She said waving the paper in her hand.
My mind spun, she had no clue what she was in for, “Bree this is NOT like TV! This is bad…really bad. Bree what did you sign?!?! This most certainly isn’t Foxy Boxing! I heard those girls wail away at each other beating the piss out of their opponents… some girls get knocked out cold…those girls are paid a ton of money for fighting – really fighting hard, and paid more if they strip and humiliate their opponents!” I could see the smile whipping clean off Bree’s stunning face with each word. “How…how could you wrestle…you have never even been in a fight in your life!”
Bree’s demeanor was totally different know as she looked at the piece of paper in her hand, “I get paid $15,000…just for finishing the training…they train me for 5 weeks and give me $15,000! Then I get paid each match depending on how I did…he never told me I had to strip other girls…or that I was going to get stripped!”
I shook my head, “Bree what did you sign…you will be lucky if you even get the opportunity to strip another girl…some of those girls have been doing this for years and make a wealthy living kicking the shit out of girls like you…You haven’t fought anyone…you barely even play wrestle with me before you whine that something hurts! Bree you are going to get the living shit kicked out of you out there!”
Bree looked scared, “What…what am I going to do? I…I signed a contract for ten matches…I did”
“Ten matches!” I cut her off midsentence, my mind spinning, ten matches at the Flamingo – heaven help her. “Ten matches…dear God Bree do you know what could happen to you in ten matches at that club?”
That was six weeks ago, and tonight Bree would be coming out next to make her debut with only 5 weeks of training behind her. The only saving grace here was that tonight Bree was going to be matched up against a brunette from her training class who was roughly the same height and weight as her. Bree’s opponent, Danielle, was climbing up in the ring dressed sexily in a Wonder Woman costume, and the fans loved what they saw. Almost every gal at the Flamingo Club wrestled in a costume, and Danielle looked sexy as hell in hers – something about her demeanor made her just look ready to kick ass.
Her muscular body looked awesome in the outfit, the brunette’s long legs left mostly exposed, ending in Golden Boots. Her perky breasts were thrust up in the Wonder Woman costume, and you could tell this beauty worked out. Long hair flowed over and surrounded her well-defined facial features as she waved out to the crowd never quite smiling, almost as if she had a chip on her shoulder and was looking to prove something tonight. At least this should be a good match up I thought, Danielle definitely looked muscular and meaner than Bree, but the girls would be equally matched up size wise, and who knew if Bree got lucky made she could squeek out a victory.
I couldn’t wait to see Bree come out and when the announcer called her name and she walked to the top of the ramp the Flamingo Club went wild. My mouth hung open slack jawed starring at Bree, holy fuck that was my girlfriend! Bree looked to die for dressed as a slutty German Beer Girl and the busty blonde heart stopper slowly made her way down the ramp.
Camera flashes filled the air, and the crowd went ballistic, fans on both sides of the walkway reaching out to touch her, others wildly chanting and yelling, “Show your tits!” and “We want puppies!” Standing 5’8” with a body to die for, and a costume that seemed tailored to her curvy 36D-23-36 Centerfold figure, the blonde was a site to see, and I could tell she was scared shitless making her debut tonight. Bleached blonde hair was held high up on both sides of her head, wrapped in pink bowed ponytails, parted down the middle, perfectly framing the face of an angel. Her long legs seemed to go on forever, covered in white thigh high stockings coming halfway up her meaty thighs in a bright pink bow, and then ending in black ankle wrapped 3 inch heeled black shoes. The top of her costume was filled with her generous breasts and the material strained to hold the bouncing boobs as she evaded the groping hands on the sides of the ramp. Her strikingly beautiful face was heavily painted with makeup; black eyeliner, dark eye shadow, and bright glossy pink lipstick coated her puffy lips, while a light pink powder covered her cheeks. Paying no attention to the roaring crowd, only to the groping hands that tried grabbing a cheap feel, the blonde slowly climbed up the metal steps leading into the ring. I couldn’t wait to see how she did out there tonight – hell I was praying she would keep the costume on and wear it in the bedroom for me tonight.
The ref called the girls from their corners and went over the rules, the match set up to be a pin fall only bout where submissions meant nothing – and that part of the Flamingo scared me, one girl didn’t have an out if she was getting the shit kicked out of her since she could submit and the referee wouldn’t stop the fight. By now the fans were wildly screaming for the bout to get under way, eagerly wanting to see the Goddesses in action, neither beauty seemed to confident as how to precede as the bell was rung starting Bree’s wrestling career – my fingers crossed nervously hopping she didn’t make to huge of a mistake signing on for 10 matches. Agonizing seconds ticked by, and I was on the edge of my seat watching wide-eyed what was sure to be one hell of a sexy display if nothing else. Nothing happened - the girls both standing in their corner, neither sure exactly how to open things up in their debut match and the intense month of training seemingly went slipping from their minds. Some of the rowdy fans began screaming and yelling, even the referee called for the beauties to come from their corners and meet in the center of the ring. Now the crowd begins coming to life as the blonde and brunette emerge forward, slowly walking in their heeled shoes, awkwardly side stepping each other going around and around in a wide circle. Clearly this was not what the fans were paying good money to see, and another round of boos echoed in the air, as for the last few seconds the girls continued going around and around the ring carefully circling each other. Finally Danielle sprang forward and sent a powerful open handed slap blasting across the side of the blonde’s face, sending her head reeling to the side.
Bree stumbled backward, raising her hand to stinging cheek, and it looked like the match was finally getting started. The brunette walked forward with her right arm raised back and ready to slap my girl’s face again, but suddenly Bree retaliated by delivering her own slap blasting across Danielle’s face. Danielle’s head whipped out to the side, but she took the blow in stride and the brunette’s already cocked back arm flew forward planting another stinging smack across Bree’s cheek. Bree’s head twisted to the side, she whimpered in response, but the blonde stood her ground, fighting through the pain in her burning cheek. Bree violently struck back with another bitch slap of her own, the girls now standing toe to toe in the center of the ring starring into each other’s eyes. Danielle was shocked, long hair whipping to the side in response to the stinging smack, and suddenly the two beauties were in an all out slap fest, and now the crowd was going crazy. Dressed as sexily as they were, I still was in shock watching the two beauties going at it, and my cock grew harder with each sexy pain filled whimper that now accompanied the stinging smacks. The girls seemingly took take turns whaling away at one another, both beauties faces taking uncontested open hand smacks. Each painful slap echoed out, and both girls’ cheeks were bright red, but neither warrior backed down an inch, back and forth and the fans were going crazy watching each one smack the other senseless.
Finally after what must have been ten pain filled smacks to each other’s bright red cheeks, my girl decided to change tactics. When it was her turn to attack, Bree sprang forward, her hands flew upward until her fingers were wrapping tightly into the brunette’s long hair. “You bitch!” Danielle shrieked, and I was shocked as Bree was normally passive and not aggressive by nature at all, this was quiet a turn on watching her taking it to the attractive brunette. The blonde looked to take control of the fight, and wildly ripped and pulled the brunette along, Danielle shrieked in pain as she fought to break free of the hair hold. “Leeett go!!!!” Danielle screamed in pain. Finally Danielle got her footing a second to late as Bree ripped downward on the brunette’s hair and then started ramming kicks and knees upward into her hunched over body. Danielle groaned and took a hard knee square into her midsection, followed by a stinging kick blasting into her thigh, the brunette stunned by the sudden onslaught. Bree, still with two handfuls of hair, backed up a step and ripped the dazed brunette to the canvas using her hair as a handle. “Myyyy haiiirrrr!” Danielle squealed as she flew forward, her body flipping in mid air before landing ass first on the canvas with a look of anger plastered on her face. The blonde sprang forward and a booming kick slammed into Danielle’s perky bosom, the brunette’s upper body flew back and she found herself spread eagle on the mat and struggling as Bree dropped right down on top of her. What a start for my gal!
“Get offfff me you fat btich!” Danielle groaned finding Bree suddenly straddling her waist, the blonde pinned her against the mat and fired another stinging slap across the brunette’s already sore cheek. Danielle was far from done - clearly not ready to let Bree show her up, and the brunette’s hands shot upward desperately looking for Bree’s long blonde hair. Another stinging smack found Danielle’s cheek, but finally the brunette’s fingers found their intended target, and she managed to secure a grip on Bree’s left pigtail. Danielle began ripping and pulling as hard as she could, Bree’s scalp exploded with pain, and the blonde’s shrieked in agony as it felt like her hair was being ripped from her head. “Let go…lettttt goooo!” Bree’s arms flailed outward wildly, and her body began arching backward in response to the painful attack on her hair, her scalp blazing with pain. Her back was on the canvas still, and Danielle bucked upward and ripped back, Bree again yelled out, her hair violently tugged outward. Danielle’s second thrust dislodged the blonde and the brunette rolled and came up in a sitting position sucking in much needed air. Bree’s hands were in her hair as she glared across the ring with a look of rage on her face, the blonde ready to go right back on the attack. Bree dashed forward grabbing onto Danielle's outstretched wrist, pulling her up to her feet ripping her of the canvas in rage. As Danielle was rising, Bree reared back throwing a jarring punch slamming square into the brunette's tight stomach. “Ummpf!” Danielle gasped as the breath shot from her frame, her body hunching over in response allowing Bree to grab onto her long hair.
I was shocked at what Bree learned in the 5 weeks of training – this seemed to be a different woman out than then my normally mild mannered gal. Danielle winced as her hair was tugged, forcing her to keep up with the blonde who was dragging her around the ring. Bree reared back and using her tight hair hold drove the dazed brunette face first into the turnbuckle. Danielle’s face slammed into the padding and the jarring impact disorientated the brunette who couldn’t get her hands up as her face was driven downward again and again. What a turn on for me as this was a side of Bree I never knew existed – Bree was having her way with the brunette! The blonde was in all out attack mode as she wildly pulled back and then drove Danielle’s pretty face smashing down into the rough padding. Finally Danielle got her hands up and stopped Bree’s violent onslaught, but the blonde didn’t miss a beat and yanked backward causing the brunette to trip back and fall to the mat. Danielle shook her head clear and looked up but Bree was standing over her already bending down to pull her right back up.
“You fat bitch!” Danielle screamed and lashed out just as the blonde was bending forward. The brunette sent a nasty slap squarely slashing across Bree's face, sending the blonde’s head whipping out to the side. Bree paused her attack and that allowed Danielle a split second of time to scramble to her knees. Danielle threw herself forward diving at Bree, her body crashing into the stunned blonde, the momentum knocking her over backward and onto her ass. Danielle bucked forward sliding right on top of Bree and locked her hands into the blonde’s pigtails. “My haiiiirrrr!” Bree yelled out in pain as Danielle’s hands began wrapping around her hair and the blonde’s head was violently ripped upward and then driven backward slamming into the canvas. My girl’s long legs slowly spread apart, the crowd screaming as her costume rode upward giving me, and everyone on my side of the arena, a glimpse of her bright white thong. Danielle yanked up and slammed the blonde’s head down again and again, Bree groaning as her skull was hammered into the mat.
Bree was stunned by the sudden turn of events as her head was being ripped wildly about, but the blonde’s hands flew upward and she dug her freshly manicured nails into Danielle's breasts – holy shit Bree was resorting to some dirty tactics and I loved it! “My tits! You fukin bitch!” Danielle was stunned and screamed out as Bree’s freshly manicured talons tore into her sensitive mammaries. Her sexy Wonder Woman costume top offering scant protection, and she quickly tried to push away from Bree to get back up to her feet. Unable to get any footing, teeth gritted against the pain tearing through her all natural B-cupped breasts, Danielle decided to return the breast clamp with one of her own. “Let gooooo!” Bree yelled out in pain, I watched in awe as Danielle’s nails tore into the blonde’s bountiful bosom, ripping into the Beer Girl’s sexy top! What an incredible display as the two Goddesses began shrieking and screaming, both beauties fingernails tearing into the others breasts, neither costume providing protection to their tender tits. “No! You let go!” Danielle screamed as her tits were squeezed painfully. Neither hellcat was willing to release her grip on the other’s breasts; both girls’ nails digging in tightly and trying to mammary maul the other in an erotic fight for dominance that had the crowd in frenzy. Squeezing and ripping into one another’s breasts, the girls were wailing aloud as they endured the pain rolling over and over one another each fighting for a dominant position.
Simultaneously it seemed, both girls’ hands suddenly release their breast clamp and then shoot upward tearing into one another’s long hair. Blonde and brunette wildly ripped and tugged as they were engaged in an all out catfight rolling over and over, their incredible bodies locked tightly together. Bree’s costume was pulled upward over her curvy hips, her sexy underwear was again displayed, my girl’s heart shaped ass hardly covered by the tiny white thong that glistened against her tan fleshy derriere. Danielle then Bree, then Bree then Danielle, each beauty was briefly on top of the other and round and round they went rolling over one another while trying to rip the others hair out. Their sexy screams filled the air as the wildcats seemed hell bent on ripping out clumps of hair from each other’s scalps, yet neither gal backed down an inch. Their faces contorted with obvious pain, and I couldn’t believe that neither girl was backing down an inch – what happened to Bree during her training the turned her into this? Suddenly Danielle freed her right hand from Bree’s locks and with the blonde’s back pinned to the canvas the brunette violently slammed a punch square into the side of Bree’s head.
That was the opening Danielle needed as Bree momentarily stopped fighting, stunned by the surprisingly powerful blow to the temple. Bree was dazed and Danielle quickly secured the blonde’s body to the canvas pinning her in place in a schoolgirl pin, trapping Bree's arms beneath her knees and locking them against the mat. “Getttt off mmeee!” Bree sexily whined as her body tried bucking of the mat. Oh shit – this didn’t look girl for my girl. Danielle slid her ass upward and then dropped it down directly over Bree’s face. For the first time all night, Danielle smiled - her fingers shot out, claws extended, and latched onto the blonde’s breasts. “Noooo pleassssseee!” Bree’s muffled shriek echoed out as Danielle’s talons suddenly tore into her tits. Her meaty melons now under attack for the second time in the match, Bree wildly thrashed, her body bucked against the canvas. Her face was engulfed under Danielle’s meaty ass, and a muffled scream filled the air as the sharp nails ripped into her bountiful bosom.
The blonde grew frantic as her arms were trapped against the canvas and Danielle’s hands went to work crushing her titflesh. Judging by the wild wails of pain filling the air I knew my girl was in a really bad spot as Danielle’s nails were tearing into the thinly padded material that wasn't providing much protection to Bree's sore and aching breasts. Luckily, Bree’s tits were too big for Danielle to completely hold in her hands and the brunette was forced to group as much flesh as possible. Bree tried to regain her composure, fighting back the pain that was ripping through her breasts listening to the brunette taunting her, “You fake titted cxnt! Couldn’t get a man with out these fake fukin tits” Bree shrieked in pain as Danielle seemingly squeezed her aching orbs with each word she spat. The blonde still couldn’t free her arms and did the only thing she could do from her precarious position against the canvas– Bree wildly raked her nails over Danielle's exposed thighs. Danielle hissed, “You bitch!” her initial reaction to the searing pain was to lift herself upward ever so slightly, which was just what Bree expected and the blonde thrust her hips upward dumping Danielle off her.
Bree rolled to the side, and scrambled away crawling towards a neutral corner. Her face was a mask of pain, the crowd screaming as she pulled herself up to her feet holding her stinging breasts, sliding the costume in place making sure her meaty mounds were still safely hidden. I knew Bree’s tits were killing her, the blonde barely let me squeeze them, even when we fucked like animals she was always complaining that I grabbed them to hard. My eyes quickly shot to the side, locating Danielle who was slowly rose to a standing position glaring at her blonde opponent, before looking at her thighs and seeing the red welts from Bree’s long fingernails. The brunette had a look of rage on her face and she wildly charged full steam ahead directly at Bree. Danielle shrieked, “You’re going to pay you dirty cxnt!” The blonde saw the charging brunette and narrowly sidestepped the telegraphed attack, letting the brunette run by, and then helped herself to a handful of Danielle's thick hair from behind.
Bree’s left hand violently pulled Danielle's head back and the brunette shrieked when her body arched over backward stopping her in her tracks. Bree used her free hand to fire a punch flying into Danielle's kidney, dropping the brunette to her knees gasping. As she went down, Bree drove a knee shooting forward into Danielle’s upper back sending her sprawling forward onto her hands and knees. “On all fours like the dog you are bitch!” The blonde taunted the brunette before she stepped up and slammed a kick directly into Danielle’s ribcage that left her gasping and breathless. Grabbing Danielle by the back of her hair, Bree began dragging the brunette upward, plucking her off the canvas. Danielle was slowly rising up and the brunette was almost on her feet when she slammed her right elbow flying backward and hammering home directly into the center of Bree's left breast. “Fake titted slut!” Danielle screamed when her elbow hit home. That was going to sting! Bree’s mouth dropped open as her breast exploded in pain, her titflesh was driven flat against her chest bone forcing her to release her hair hold and spin around cupping her pulsing mound.
Danielle tried to clear her head as she moved aside to catch her breath while starring at Bree whose hands still cupped her pulsating mammary. Danielle was backing up, content to get a few second breather when Bree’s hands left her breast and the blonde charged forward “You dirty cxnt!” Bree was screaming in rage as she dashed across the ring, Danielle backed up a step and the sexy brunette’s ankle twisted as she tripped over her heel. Danielle yelled out in pain as she found herself on the mat, Bree’s body was now on top of her pinning her against the mat. Copying Danielle’s move from only a few seconds ago, Bree hurriedly repositioned her bubbly ass directly over the brunette’s face and plopped her fleshy cheeks down engulfing Danielle’s flawless face. Now it was the brunette’s turn to panic as her arms were pinned to the mat and it was the blonde’s turn for some payback.
“You like attacking people tits bitch?” Bree hissed. Danielle began bucking and trashing desperately trying to free herself when suddenly her right breast took a huge closed fisted punch instantly stopping her in her tracks. “My tit!” Danielle wailed out in agony as her quivering orb pulsed with pain, when suddenly her left breast was struck and driven painfully into her chest bone. “I’ll teach you to fuck with my breasts!” Bree yelled from her perch upon Danielle's face. Bree began throwing punches downward blasting into Danielle's perky breasts, the sexy brunette grunted and cried out as pain began coursing through her suddenly aching orbs. Bree fired another punch, this one into Danielle’s ribs, followed by another square into Danielle's belly button, followed by a hard right that pancaked Danielle’s breast. Danielle was wildly thrashing and bucking screaming in pain when finally she managed to somehow buck Bree off of her.
Danielle lay on the mat rubbing her aching breasts, moaning and trying to catch her breath when Bree walked up and kicked her flush in her lower spine. Another kick to the back had Danielle rolling around on the canvas, the blonde sliding forward, quickly plopping her luscious ass right on the brunette’s face yet again. “You like playing dirty…let’s try this!” Bree yelled out and reached forward with her fingers extended. The blonde smiling, as her hands grabbed onto the front of Danielle's costume bottom – my mouth hung open…who was this blonde warrior? The crowd went wild and Bree pulled up and shocked everyone as the blonde stunner gave the brunette a frontal wedgie pulling her costume into her crotch. Danielle shrieked as the material buried upward into her pussy, while Bree’s perfect ass covered the brunette’s face preventing her from getting any air as the brunette bucked wildly in place. The blonde had a two handed grip and the material was slowly thinning, being pulled upward into Danielle’s crotch, the brunette shrieking in agony “Letttt goooo cxnt!”
Danielle knew she had to do something fast, and acting in sheer desperation the brunette wildly chomped her teeth down flush into Bree’s left ass cheek. “EIIIHHHHHHH!” A new scream of sheer pain filled the air as Danielle’s teeth violently clamped down tearing into Bree’s suddenly aching ass cheek like she was biting into a steak. The blonde instantly let go of Danielle’s costume and tears coated her eyes, a searing pain burning through her ass as Danielle’s teeth were still clamped onto her meaty flesh. The blonde wailed in agony, and rolled off Danielle massaging her aching ass, while across the ring Danielle's body was wracked with pain and she slowly picked the costume from her crotch. Painfully, Danielle made it to her feet, ready to make the blonde pay for assaulting her womanhood. Grabbing a handful of Bree's long pigtail, Danielle violently yanked her opponent back up to her feet, the blonde’s right ass cheek stinging from the vicious bite.
“You are going to pay for that slut!” The brunette hissed and latched onto Bree’s upper arm and dragged her forward a few steps before whipping the blonde across the ring. Bree trudged forward, then spinning around, her back smacking against the turnbuckle. Before she could even steady her legs beneath her, Danielle came barreling across the ring, her breasts bouncing with each running step. The brunette’s shoulder slammed into Bree’s stomach blasting her back into the turnbuckle, the blonde’s head snapped back in pain, her arms flying over the top rope as her body took the brunt of the blow. With her arms draped over the cables on either side of her body, Bree’s legs waned below her, barely able to keep her body erect. Danielle backed away but pressed her hands down onto Bree’s arms, trapping them against the ropes before she again barreled forward and crushed Bree a second time. Bree groaned as her head snapped back, her gorgeous face contorted in pain, the blonde in the corner and struggling for breath.
A forearm flew threw the air and slammed into Bree’s temple stunning the blonde and as her arms were coming up over the ropes, Danielle slammed a closed fisted left cross blasting home into her belly button, knocking the gasping beauty to her knees. A snap kicked slammed across both of the blonde’s breasts and Bree fell backward to the canvas, the brunette now in total control of my girlfriend. Danielle positioned herself over Bree and planted her spiky heel tip directly on Bree’s throat, while she latched onto the ropes for more leverage. Bree’s eyes bulged as Danielle drove the heel tip down, the blonde coughed and gasped as the brunette was blocking her airflow. Bree was squirming sexily on the mat when finally Danielle picked up her heeled foot, only to slam its spike tip blasting back down into Bree’s right breast. “I’ll show those fake tits an attack you wont ever forget!” Danielle screamed and the blonde shrieked as her hand went up to her suddenly aching orb and she wildly tried to pry the spiky heel tip from tearing apart her breast.
“Ittt burnnss….plleasssee!” Bree’s screams of anguish fill the air as Danielle is latched onto the ropes, all of her weight being supported by the heel tip, which is grinding and twisting into Bree’s aching orb. The blonde’s bucking worked and finally her right breast popped away from the hellacious hold, but Danielle never let up as she bent down and rolled Bree over onto her chest. The blonde was gingerly holding her aching right breast when Danielle latched onto the back of the blonde’s costume. Danielle had no trouble securing a grip on both sides of the slinky straps and then began pulling backward – holy shit the brunette was attempting to strip my girl’s costume! Bree was laying on her chest and the brunette went to work removing the sexy costume from the thrashing blonde’s body. In seconds the crowd was ravenous, screaming and chanting seeing the sexy blonde’s bright white bra as the material slid down her shoulders, exposing more tanned flesh. Bree rolled over and her beautiful face was mashed by a closed fisted punch, Danielle’s other hand tugging the material downward. Oh no…Not her face! Another fist flew forward blasting into Bree’s cheek, her head whipped to the side and now the brunette had a two handed grip on the material.
Yank, yank, tug and the brunette wildly ripped back on the costume sliding it downward over Bree’s Centerfold body. Bree shrieked as another tug had the material around her stocking covered feet much to the delight of the ravenous fans. The blonde beauty was flat on her back, a sexy white bra hiding her tan fleshy breasts, a bright white thong covering her crotch, and her sexy thigh high stockings coating her long legs ending in her black ankle wrapped heels – God did she look sexy even on the losing end of things!
The brunette bends down latching onto Bree’s forearm ripping the lingerie clad Goddess to her feet. I was rock hard, my dick bulging seeing Bree’s perfect body in the lights of the arena. Even though she had fake tits, on her 5’8” they looked perfect, her tiny 23 inch waist constricted as she sucked in air, her heart shaped ass was perfectly parted by a barely there thin white string, the thong coming up high on her hips. Danielle tightened her grip on the blonde’s arm and spun in place, pigtails whipping around, her meaty melons began bouncing on her chest as the brunette begins whipping the dazed blonde around and around, spinning her in place in the middle of the ring. Bree was awkwardly stumbling along in her heels, the blonde wildly spun in a circle and then Danielle flings her forward shooting into the ropes. Bree flies forward, hits the ropes and rebounds right back towards the center of the ring. Danielle spreads her legs preparing for the rebounding blonde and at the last second the brunette shoots her right boot out slamming into the approaching beauties stomach. Bree moans and instantly staggers around the ring holding her aching stomach, and gasping for breath.
Danielle wastes no time and sees the hunched over hottie, the brunette helps herself to two handfuls of her long hair. “Myyyy Haaaaiiiiirrr!” Bree shrieked and the blonde soon finds herself being ripped around the ring like a rag doll. I couldn’t help but notice the sexy T back thong was slowly working its way up Bree’s crotch as she was hunched over and being hauled painfully around the ring. “Let me go you bitch!” Bree yelled, wildly pawing at Danielle’s hands. The brunette violently spins the blonde round and round and then let’s her long hair go, Bree gasping as she goes flying through the air. Bounce, bounce, Bree landed chest first down on the canvas, her scalp ablaze with pain and both hands massaging it. Danielle waved out to the roaring crowd for only a second and then kept her attention focused on the aching blonde beauty. Danielle bent forward, each hand clamping down on a pigtail, and begins prying the blonde off the mat, painfully pulling Bree to her feet. My girlfriend was hunched over and groaning, being roughly dragged across the ring when Danielle reared back on her hair and flung backward into the corner. Bree hits the padding with a groan and looks dazed, stumbling backward towards the center of the ring.
Bree is groggily standing and the brunette quickly shoves the blonde’ head between her incredible thighs. I loved Danielle’s legs, this girl definitely worked out, and her muscular thighs tightened around the blonde’s temples. Bree’s heart shaped ass begins shaking side to side, her hands pushing against the brunette’s powerful legs. “Leetttt me goooo!” Bree yelled out, her head tightly trapped between her opponent’s thighs and pinned in place. “Fuck you!” Danielle yells and her right arm flies up and then slams down into Bree’s back, the blonde wanting to go down to the canvas but is still held tightly in place. The crowd on the other side of the arena get one hell of a great view of Bree’s thong covered ass swishing back and forth – almost pornographically sticking in the air, her long legs accentuated by her 3-inch heels really bringing out the definition in her calves. “You’re going to feel some pain you dirty little bitch!” Danielle hissed, and began reining down punches squarely into the blonde’s upper back. Bree moaned in agony, thuds filled the air and after six straight punches the blonde’s aching body was about to crumple down to the canvas as Danielle was losing her grip on her head. The next punch sent the aching beauty to the canvas and Bree lay on her chest, with both hands coming behind her to massage her back.
The crowd screamed even louder as the brunette bent down this time grabbing onto the blonde’s white bra. Oh boy things were about to get interesting…Bree screamed out as she realized what was about to happen to her, while a roar filled the air, the wild fans praying they were going to see my girl’s perfect tits. Danielle pulled and tugged at the thin straps, the material oh so slowly began sliding upward. The bra slid an inch at a time with each pull, the material began working over the undersides of Bree’s breasts, the brunette pulling one way and then the other, sawing the rough underwire painfully across sensitive flesh. Danielle’s fun was short lived as the material soon slid over Bree’s sweaty mounds and the topless blonde dropped down chest first onto the mat, hands holding her aching and exposed orbs. Danielle tossed the sexy bra aside and I speechlessly watched my girl lying chest down with her hands covering her exposed orbs, wondering just what she would do now. Danielle gives Bree no time to do anything, the brunette quickly bends down latching onto Bree’s wrists prying her left arm from her now exposed orbs. Her tits were perfect – both meaty mounds showed not a tan line anywhere, silicone filled yet looking all natural on her 5’8” frame, and her dark brown areolas and nickel sized nipples began hardening. Bree’s mammaries flopped about her chest as the brunette began ripping the topless beauty right back up to her feet. My girl’s hands came up to cover her free hanging breasts and that proved costly as Danielle’s forearm hammered into the side of her head.
The topless Goddess got no rest as Danielle’s arm slid between her thighs, and my girlfriend seemed to be effortlessly hoisted in the air and body slammed right back down to the canvas. Bree lies on the canvas with her arms and legs splayed out to the sides, her exposed breasts quivering from the powerful slam, shocked at Danielle’s strength. “I can’t wait to destroy those fake fun bags!” The brunette yelled out, and gives the blonde no rest, again bending down and latching onto her forearm. Securing a grip on the blonde’s wrist, the brunette pulls and tugs the beauty back up to her feet. Once her opponent is off the mat, Danielle’s grip tightens on Bree’s arm and the brunette begins spinning the topless beauty around the center of the ring, the crowd going wild watching Bree’s breasts wildly flopping around. Bree’s arm is suddenly released and she stumbles awkwardly into the ropes, rebounding back toward the awaiting brunette. Bree finds herself on the receiving end of the brunette’s outstretched boot blasting into her chest. That was going to leave a mark! The blonde’s exposed breasts took the impact full on and immediately her gorgeous face contorted in pain, and the beauty spun on her heels, arms cupping her suddenly stinging chest.
Danielle springs forward, latching onto Bree’s hair, and violently began pulling the blonde beauty over toward the ring ropes. Jamming Bree’s upper body between the top and the middle ring rope, Danielle has the blonde’s stomach positioned on the middle rope, while the top rope is draped down on her back. Bree’s stocking covered long legs lay on the canvas, her heart shaped thong-covered ass raised slightly and her eyes go wide as both pigtails are grabbed from behind. Danielle wraps her hands around each pigtail from inside the ring, and my girl begins screaming upon realizing the predicament she found herself a victim of. Things were about to get worse for my girl, who began screaming as her head was ripped back, a burning filling her scalp. Oh what a view the crowd got on my side of the club experienced as Bree’s upper body was painfully being pulled backward into the ring. The middle ring rope began driving her lower body outward and the blonde’s head was wildly ripped backward by her long locks, another scream of pain filling the air. The brunette smiles out as Bree is shrieking, her exquisite body can only bend so far back while the ropes push her lower body forward. I must say my girlfriend was quiet a sight to see, her exposed breasts heaving seductively towards the sky as she thrashes side to side trying to break free.
Bree’s heeled feet pounded on the mat, her arms wildly swinging uselessly in the air as she futility begins trying to get free of the ropes. Danielle rips back on my girl’s pigtails, each violent pull accompanied by a scream of pain, and a sexy bouncing of Bree’s outthrust tits – the meaty mounds jiggling much to the delight of the rowdy fans. “Leeetttt go!!!” Bree shrieked, Danielle now tightly holding onto each pigtail yanking backward, the blonde’s head pointed straight up at the ceiling from the painful hair hold. Her long legs continued kicking, but Danielle holds her tightly in place and begins alternating pulling back on the blonde’s pigtails. Bree’s head is jerked left, right, left, her face whipping back and forth, and I watched as the trapped beauty continues to struggle against the ropes, and it seems she can only shriek helplessly stuck in place. Feet planted against the mat, Danielle rips backward on Bree’s hair, really stretching the blonde’s incredible body unnaturally backward, a long cry of agony bellowing from Bree’s quivering lips – God her tits looked sexy as hell in this hold. Bree’s right leg finally kicks out catching Danielle’s shin, and the brunette is angrily forced to release her hold on the blonde’s hair. Bree’s upper body slumped against the middle rope, her body dangerously teetering on falling from the ring until the brunette stomped forward, latched onto the blonde’s arm and violently pulled her body back into the ring.
Bree groaned and was pulled along the canvas and dragged to her feet, while Danielle set herself, and then whipped Bree across the ring. Sexily, the topless blonde’s breasts bounced uncontrollably about her torso as she sped across the ring. Bree groaned in pain when her back slammed into the opposite turnbuckle, the impact left her slumping in the corner of the ring. Danielle strode forward with a determined look on her face, the brunette rearing back and then sending a powerful slap blasting across the side of Bree’s face. Bree whined in pain, her head whipped to the side, but her other cheek was suddenly blasted by an open-handed smack. Bree’s face went back and forth as Danielle hammered her cheeks with stinging smacks, finally the blonde’s arms coming up to shield her aching face. Danielle pushed Bree’s arms apart and grabbed the blonde’s hair, dragging her opponent by her pigtail right out of the corner of the ring. A few feet into the walk, Danielle’s left arm slid under the blonde’s neck applying a perfect chokehold as her forearm tightened around the blonde’s throat. Bree’s mouth hung open as she struggled for breath, while the crowd was screaming encouragement to their favorites, loving every second of the intense action. Taking a few more steps to the center of the ring, the brunette suddenly dropped down, the blonde’s model like face blasting down slamming nose first into the canvas in a modified DDT.
Bree yelped in pain, and lay chest first on the canvas, her hands coming up to her aching face, while Danielle took a few seconds to play up to the crowd. Danielle was back on her opponent in seconds, and Bree weakly raised her hands to defend herself, the brunette easily pushing them aside and snatched a handful of blonde hair, using it to rip her opponent onto her feet. Just as Danielle was bringing her up, Bree’s hands flew forward and shocked the brunette as she violently raked her manicured nails ripping downward across the front of Danielle’s upper chest, gouging four red lines across her flesh. “You dirty cxntttt!” Danielle shrieked as her hand went to cover her suddenly aching skin – I prayed this was the break my girl needed to turn the tide. Rushing forward, Bree grabbed hold of Danielle’s long hair, latched on tightly and used to it to pull her around and into the corner. “Time for some payback slut!” Bree yelled dragging Danielle around the ring. What a turn around! Danielle’s scalp exploded in pain and her back flew into the turnbuckle, Bree never slowing as her nails again raked down across the front of Danielle’s exposed upper chest, raving her tender skin. The brunette suddenly had two sets of scratches running over one another forming a small X above Danielle’s costume.
Bree kept up the offense, grabbed Danielle by the wrist, spun around and flung her in an Irish Whip sending the brunette flying across the ring. Danielle found herself slamming back first into the opposite corner of the ring, her breasts bouncing wildly about, her arms draping over the top rope, the impact temporarily stunning her. Just as Danielle’s head raised slightly, her eyes shot wide open as she saw Bree charging at her and then the brunette’s body slammed backward into the corner as the blonde’s momentum jolted her into the turnbuckle. Bree never let up and again grabbed Danielle’s wrist pulling the stunned brunette forward, sending Danielle barreling into the opposite corner yet again. Danielle’s body sped forward and this time she wasn’t able to turn around, her breasts hammering into the unrelenting turnbuckle. Bree charged at her, this time slamming her shoulder into the small of Danielle’s back. The brunette gasped with pain as her hands immediately shot down to massage the searing pain.
Bree latched onto her hair, painfully yanking the brunette out of the corner and whipped the brunette back down to the mat – my girl looking even sexier kicking some ass out there! Bree’s body glistened in the lights, her tan flesh covered with sweat, and her chest quivered as she shook Danielle around the ring. Bree drove forward, spun her hip and suddenly Danielle shrieked as she landed sharply on her ass. Danielle had a look of rage on her face and the brunette let Bree grab a hold of her long hair. Bree’s fingers tightened in the brunette’s long locks, and the blonde began pulling her up, when suddenly Danielle shot her forearm flying upward landing solidly between Bree’s thighs. The brunette’s forearm slammed into the front of the sexy blonde’s thong, and Danielle smiled from ear to ear as her arm hung between Bree’s now squeezed shut thighs. Oh no…this was definitely a game changer for my girl! Bree immediately stopped dead in her tracks, her mouth hanging limply in an “O” shape as a pain she had never felt before in her life suddenly exploded in her pussy. Unable to draw breath, the busty Goddess backed up a step, her stomach churning, and her legs were going weak. Bree’s eyes were glazed with tears, her hands slowly came down to her aching pussy, and she crumpled to the mat with both hands massaging her hammered crotch.
Danielle took a few seconds, scrambled back up to her feet and then walked forward to Bree. “You are one dead fuckin slut!” The brunette hissed. Again she helped herself to two handfuls of bleached blonde hair, and painfully Bree was hauled of the mat, hands still holding her pounded crotch. Danielle’s open hand smack flew through the air and landed flush into Bree’s right cheek, the blonde backing up a step from the stinging jolt. With her hands holding her face, Danielle stepped forward throwing a hard right cross sinking square into Bree’s sore right tit, landing with a resounding cracking sound and sending the mound of flesh jiggling yet again. Bree’s face contorted with pain, and the blonde was driven back into the turnbuckle. Danielle advanced forward and followed with another closed fist hook that landed flush against the outer section of my girl’s right breast driving the flesh inward and rocking wildly upon her chest. Bree’s head flew back in response to the searing pain, and the aching beauty finally moved her hands upward to cover up her chest – the realization began setting in that I wouldn’t be playing with her tits any time soon.
Danielle reached forward, grabbed the top ropes for support, and thrust her foot upward driving deep into Bree’s stomach. The jarring impact forced the blonde to bend over forward, gasping for air, while grabbing hold of her aching belly. Danielle reached forward, grabbing Bree by the hair and raised her opponent back into an upright position. Holding Bree tightly by her long locks, Danielle drove forward and slammed the blonde face first into the turnbuckle. Danielle screamed, “You ugly fuckin cxnt…I am going to give you a face lift!” Bree groaned as she felt her beautiful face being driven into the harsh leather padding. The brunette never slowed and reared back and then pushed down again mashing her rival face first into the turnbuckle a second time. Again and again, like a woman possessed, Danielle wildly drove the face of the goddess into the turnbuckle. The crowd got into the action as they loudly counted every time Bree’s face got slammed down, I cringed praying her model like face would be ok. When the count reached 9, Danielle finally let go of Bree’s hair, allowing her to crumple groggily down onto the canvas holding her aching face.
Danielle strode forward and slammed a kick directly into the blonde’s lower back, Bree bucked in pain on the mat, the blonde’s body rolling to the side. Danielle stepped up and soon kicks began flying forward, the brunette’s leg going back and forth as quickly as she could move it, her boot slamming all over Bree’s body. Bree’s incredible body took kick after kick, her ribs, spine and stomach all hammered and the blonde rolled around on the canvas in response. Suddenly Bree’s body was under the bottom ring rope and after the next kick, the stunned blonde found herself falling off the ring apron and crashing down onto the concrete arena floor. I winched watching her fall through the air and land with a thud, her incredible body barely moving. The blonde was on the cold arena floor and got no rest as Danielle quickly exited the ring to keep up the attack, more than ready to take the fight outside. Danielle hit the arena floor and quickly helped the stunned blonde upward, yet again using her hair like a handle.
She quickly dragged Bree over to the edge of the ring, and slammed the blonde forward as hard as she could, driving her forehead against the edge of the apron. Bree moaned in agony as she immediately reached up to her head, only to be held upright by Danielle’s hair hold. Danielle released one hand from the blonde’s pigtail and quickly raked her nails down Bree’s exposed right breast. “You like gouging tits cxnt?” The blonde screamed and before she could defend herself, the brunette’s nails tore right back the other way gouging across the sensitive mound of flesh in the opposite direction. Yup…I definitely wouldn’t be playing with that breast for a while! Bree had tears in her eyes as her bright red breast burned with pain, but Danielle’s hands were tightly in her hair again and the brunette drove forward and slammed the blonde’s head into the unforgiving ring apron. Again Bree brought her hands up, and the brunette was waiting for that opening - Danielle slammed a jarring knee lift into Bree’s right breast flattening the implant against hr chest bone. The blonde’s mouth hung open in agony, one hand in Bree’s pigtail, her other hand clamping down on Bree’s aching right boob.
“You silicon filled whore!” Danielle shrieked, her nails digging into Bree’s skin. Bree’s head whipped back, and the blonde shrieked as Danielle’s nails began raking all over her sensitive mound. The blonde’s head was ripped to the side keeping her hunched over, and Danielle held as much of the meaty mound as she could, and seemed hell bent on covering her magnificent breasts with scratches. Releasing the blonde’s tit momentarily, Danielle now had a two handed grip on Bree’s pigtails and smashed her face into the ring apron. Bree stumbled back and was yanked forward, still hunched over, her mouth hung open in a silent scream as Danielle’s knee cap came rocketing up of the ground and flattened her abused right breast against her chest. Bree’s legs finally gave out and the aching Goddess went down to the arena floor, her breast gouged and pulsing with pain.
Danielle stepped forward, then reared back her long leg and sent a kick flying into Bree’s hands, which were still cupping her battered boob. The kick sent the blonde flying back and she was lying sprawled on the cold arena concrete, her head rolling side to side, arms splayed outward. I felt so bad for Bree, her right breast was swelling, and coated with nail marks…I prayed Danielle would just finish the match. Bree was out of it, and never had a clue Danielle was standing above her, but the brunette looked far from done. Before the battered blonde had a chance to get her arms up, Danielle violently stomped her heel slamming down directly into Bree’s right breast. “EIIHHHHH!” my girl mindlessly shrieked in agony. The brunette smiled as she began painfully grinding the hard spiky heel tip into the blonde’s aching orb, Bree screeching as her breast flesh was painfully twisted around. The blonde wildly slapped and pawed at Danielle’s booted foot, which continued destroying her breast as the heel ground her flesh against her chest bone. I had no idea what silicone implants could withstand, but I suddenly grew fearful as the brunette’s heel was flattening Bree’s breast like a pancake. Danielle gave a final twist of her ankle and then used the blonde’s breast as a stepping board, putting all of her weight on Bree’s pulsing mammary, flattening the silicone filled sack. Danielle’s weight was now completely on the blonde’s breast, the brunette smiling evilly as she stood crushing the flesh painfully flat against her chest until finally the blonde was able to spin to the side. Tears trickled from her eyes, and her lips quivered as Bree’s hands came up and caressed her pain-wracked tit.
Danielle again brought Bree up, yanking painfully on her long hair, and this time threw her lifeless body back into the ring. The brunette quickly followed her opponent in, slid into the ring, and yanked her up by the hair yet again. Bree was a mess and was maneuvered around like a puppet on strings. The brunette had Bree standing, and Danielle cocked her arm back and shot forth a brutal punch that landed square into Bree’s ribcage. Wind shot from her body, and Bree hunched involuntarily forward, feeling paralyzed as her arms lifted to cover her aching belly. Danielle grabbed Bree by the arm, spun her around and forced her backward into the corner. She then wedged her left hand onto Bree’s throat, holding the blonde’s pretty face erect while squeezing her hand around her neck. Danielle quickly stepped forward and had her free arm cocked, but Bree had her eyes closed gasping for air. As a result, the blonde never saw the devastating right cross that Danielle landed square into the center of her tight stomach. A whoomph filed the air as Danielle’s fist sunk several inches into Bree’s tummy before it rebounded back out, Bree collapsing forward, coughing and gagging. Bree had tears in her eyes, struggled to breathe, and with no gas left in the tank the blonde stumbled forward into Danielle’s arms.
Danielle pulled Bree’s slumped over body towards the ropes and slammed a huge right cross hammering into her ribs again. My girl groaned in pain, and I wondered when Danielle would end this…Bree was done, please just pin her already! The brunette didn’t slow and suddenly two more jarring punches shot forward hammering each side of Bree’s stomach, completely knocking the breath out of her. Danielle latched onto Bree’s limp forearm, pulling it from her aching belly and dragged the stumbling Goddess to the side of the ring, placing her back against the ropes. Both of my girl’s arms were sprayed outward, limply dangling over the top rope, and her wide-open midsection took another crushing right hook square into her belly button. Bree’s head rolled side to side, and Danielle acted quickly reaching down grabbing the middle rope and began pulling it upward. The crowd was going crazy as Bree was about to be crucified against the ropes! I watched on in horror as the middle ring rope was pulled upward and Danielle began intertwining the ropes. In seconds my helpless girlfriend’s wrists were locked in place, the middle rope wound around the top rope crucifying the topless blonde Goddess, her thong covered ass sitting on the bottom rope. “My God...please! Please don’t do this to me!” Bree’s screams filled the air.
“Ohhhh I am going to fuck you up reallllll good slut!” Danielle smiled and walked around with her hands over her head clapping and waving out knowing the blonde wasn’t going anywhere. Now the fans were all on their feet watching my poor helpless girlfriend who weakly pulled and tugged – somehow trying to pry her arms free from the ropes. Danielle took her time, relishing the rowdy crowds screams, watching the look of horror plastered across Bree’s face as she begged and pleaded.
Danielle slowly approached Bree whose hair shot side to side, “Please…please….leave me alone!” Danielle now stood inches away, watching my girlfriend’s body bucking in place, “Beg me you bleached blonde slut!” Danielle screamed and drove a hard right fist square into Bree’s already swelling right breast. Bree’s head snapped back, her tit bouncing from the grueling blow sending her orbs wildly shaking around on her chest. “Fake titted cxnt!” Danielle screamed and a second stinging closed fist slammed into that same aching orb. Bree shook her head side-to-side, her pigtails whipping around, “Please stop! I can’t take anymore!” she begged and pleaded, tears coating her eyes as she had no way out of her predicament. “You are going to take it you cxnt!” Danielle screamed, squaring up and slamming a third punch hammering home catching Bree’s tight stomach just above her lacey white thong. Bree groaned as what little breath she had left shot from her body, the blonde’s lips quivered, as she was totally at the Danielle’s mercy. Danielle laughed and another grueling shot flew forward blasting flush in her ribcage, “Ohh it feels so good to beat the fuckin piss out of a whore like you!”
I cringed watching the destruction of Bree’s torso as Danielle’s fists thudded home blasting into Bree’s belly. Left, right, left, my girl’s stomach was blasted by closed fisted shots, he blonde’s lips quivered as she took the punches helplessly. Finally, Bree’s trashing paid off as her left arm broke free of the wrist restraint, the ropes snapping back into place. The wounded blonde stumbled forward, tripping to the mat with both hands holding her pulsing right breast, her stocking covered legs kicking out weakly. The crowd was screaming for more, but apparently Danielle had enough as she quickly grabbed onto Bree’s long leg, slid on top of the aching beauty, and pinned her shoulders down to the mat. The referee began his count, and Bree showed no signs of getting up. When the referees hand slapped the mat a tenth time, Danielle jumped in the air and shouted in victory, the blonde lying on the mat barely aware of her surroundings.
Danielle grabs Bree’s sexy bra from the mat, stomping back over to the beaten blonde, “I am going to save this as a keep sake…until we meet again cxnt!” Just as she finished talking, Danielle drove her boot slamming into Bree’s swollen breast, the blonde trashing on the mat. Bree lay on her back, both hands cupping her pulsing tit, left in her sexy thong and matching stockings. The blonde was clearly in over her head in this league, and bad as this slaughter was this was only the first match of her ten – what the hell was she going to do against an experienced wrestler? I snapped out of my daze and watched as Danielle paraded up the ramp to the dressing room, my girl’s bra in her hand waving out to the roaring crowd. The referee was helping Bree up to her feet, the blonde tumbling towards the ropes and latching on support. Her right breast was already swollen, and covered with red marks from Danielle’s nails, and Bree almost collapsed to the mat as her leg gave out. It took over a minute for Bree to exit the ring, the rowdy fans in the front row screaming and taunting the blonde beauty who had one hand draped over her exposed breasts. This should make for an interesting ride home tonight – and just think my girl had 9 more matches to go!
