Re: Karen Starring Vs. Dixie Clemets - Relight The Fires
Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2018 9:25 am
Her first loss within the world of LAW brought about insanely humiliating reasons, Karen had little to say nor do as the referee signalled for the bell to be rung. Ears still ringing from the impact, pain in her crotch yet still ungodly, Karen had barely enough energy in her to stand, let alone push the Cowgirl from her. Or so she thought.
"..Whh..WHA..!" Screaming out as the cowgirl suddenly forced her frame up off the ground, first to its knees and then with Karen's head between her legs, Karen's hands could but act as suggested; latching onto the dirty blondes insanely sweaty thighs as Dixie went for that ending with conviction. Only, through a lack of outright exhaustion and outright refusal to let this figure humiliate her further, Karen found herself sandbagging the lift!
Her body held in a sort of limbo, legs over the top of the cowgirls shoulders as her frame dangled down, the amazon did what she could to not only prevent the powerbomb being accomplished, but to escape the scenario without landing square on her neck. Hands down and pressing to the canvas, she'd try to support her landing for what she could, as she reared her tired right leg forward and back, over and over; trying to practically mule kick the victorious bitchs head off!
"..Whh..WHA..!" Screaming out as the cowgirl suddenly forced her frame up off the ground, first to its knees and then with Karen's head between her legs, Karen's hands could but act as suggested; latching onto the dirty blondes insanely sweaty thighs as Dixie went for that ending with conviction. Only, through a lack of outright exhaustion and outright refusal to let this figure humiliate her further, Karen found herself sandbagging the lift!
Her body held in a sort of limbo, legs over the top of the cowgirls shoulders as her frame dangled down, the amazon did what she could to not only prevent the powerbomb being accomplished, but to escape the scenario without landing square on her neck. Hands down and pressing to the canvas, she'd try to support her landing for what she could, as she reared her tired right leg forward and back, over and over; trying to practically mule kick the victorious bitchs head off!