I actually manage to free myself and get you off me.
We are both on our knees immediately to continue the fight.
We crash into each other, our breasts press against each other and the nipples dig into the flesh of the opponent.
We push and push each other, touch immorally, intentionally and unintentionally.
Finally, I go down a little with my body, grab your thighs just below the buttocks from behind.
At the same time I press my upper body against your body again.
You lose your balance and splash on your back.
I fall on you, my lap presses against yours.
I try to stabilize myself and stay on top of you first.