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24 July 2009 Christina Hendricks vs Jeri Ryan

Page history last edited by Dradis 14 years, 4 months ago

Posted by simguy on 7/24/2009, 9:00 am

 

BEFORE: Tense prefight photoshoots... women initially standing well back from each other, assessing offending curves: weight of rack here arrayed rivaling even the jugmass of Brook/Casta. "She's juggy," admits Ryan, whose re-emergence to the ring brings to mind a queen being deployed in a game of chess. "Soft though. Straight boxing, I'd annihilate her, but she'll be dangerous until I get the upper hand in JMD. Smothering her out will be a career highlight - I mean, look at her: that's one of the great TV racks." Hendricks best known as 'strong' sparring for the likes of Lopez and Judd... if she's intimidated by rangy Ryan, Christina's not showing it. "Rusty and old," Hendricks shrugs, dismissing the legendary blonde bomber. "She's a fool for attempting something like this. She'll break upon my curves, then be thrown back. That's just the way it goes with me." Ryan in midnight blue, crushed velvet push up and panties; white gloves. Hendricks in green lace push up and panties; black gloves.

 

During R1: Ryan methodical... weight on back (right) foot while pawing the left jab: she's leaning in at intervals, swinging a sidearm right heavy against the Hendrick's bulge. Big clapping connects - Christina stumbling under the weight of shot, huffing and puffing. Ryan taking her time, rotating slowly clockwise, targeting rack for destruction with a relentless stream of heavy leather.

R2: Ryan comfortable with her power: she steps forward now, looking to take canvas from Christina. Jeri continuing to deploy a heavy, clapping stroke - smashing away with thick, single-shot right hands. Hendricks weight on right (back) foot - she's measuring Jeri for thudding hooks - pitching to mouth and breasts both. Ryan frequently chin-checked: Hendricks able to take the initiative and pour in on Jeri's rack with plowing rights and lefts. Henny showing the ability to tighten up stroke in close - scoring with gloves, forearms, and elbows as she smudges side to side on Ryan.

 

R3: Ryan retakes the initiative, using her left hand to poke or push Hendricks outside, then leaning in to stroke her righty. Crowd shouting out in time to the great crashing swipes of Ryan's sidearm rights: Hendricks belted atop her cleavage, stumbling to her right in distress. Chris punching back in spots - fitting a tuff right hand snug to Jeri's tummy, then cleaning up on jug with both hands whenever Ryan falls in close.

 

R4: Early Hendricks hook takes Jeri on the chin: Ryan sent stumbling back on her heels, jugs a-jumpin'. Jeri blinking, visibly rocked - she lays on ropes, accepting Hendricks onto her chest. Mistake: Christina a curvy demon in close, setting herself strong and going right at the thick of Ryan's rack. Kind of a shoving, plowing left/right delivery - Henny jamming in there, then scrubbing sideways with her forearm, working to both hurt Jeri AND dismantle her guard. Ryan grumpy, getting jostled and mauled, pushed upright as shorter redhead's able to stack-and-pack that rack. Hendricks' full backside trembling side to side as sturdy legs stamp to keep Jeri contained: by round's end, Ryan's taking a true beating.

 

R5: Another swinging hook - Chrissy loading it at her hip, then twisting into it - catches Ryan to chin, knocking her backward in confusion. Plowing follow up from Hendricks - she jiggles into Ryan, bulling her to ropes, then begins the steady, clobbering assault against chest, shoulders, head. Jeri a dazed beauty - very upright against ropes - her hands being pulled or slugged out of the way; punches bouncing off her skull or plowing deep to breasts. Hendricks a little bully in close - shoving on Ryan, pushing her upright: redhead pumping right hands to tummy at intervals, bunching Jeri up with muted cries of "UHH!" Down the stretch, muscular rampage of shoving lefts and rights against Ryan's jugs has her slumping: eyelashes fluttering, lips parted... she's a helpless beauty. Hendricks' eyes light up: she tucks a stuffing right to Jeri's tummy; bodies her up right, then; gets into rack with a churning surge of left and right forearms. She's just in too deep - Jeri's head bobbling as her breasts mushroom and flatten and THE REF STEPS IN! Crowd in shock as Hendricks stops Ryan TKO5!

 

After: Hendricks avaricious, eyes never leaving Jeri's slackened face as red head rushes to remove both her own and Jeri's mitts. Ryan swooning, lolling on ropes: she's dazed, uncomprehending when Christina reaches both hands to blonde head, yanking it forward. Ryan's face hits ginger cleavage with an audible PLOP: Hendricks with a hard grin as she secures the front-sleeper, eyes staring out into crowd.

 

Chrissy's left arm in behind Jeri's head; left hand cupping right bicep; back of the right hand against Jeri's head: Ryan's locked up tight. Jeri stunned by the thudding weight and cushy volume of the Hendricks rack: Ryan just putting her hands on Christina's womanly hips, barely pushing or even trying to get out. Hendricks shifting weight from hip to hip, cinching her grip, licking her lips: she's an obvious master, just letting her jugs do the hard work of putting Ryan out.

 

Eventually, Jeri is released: she drops to her knees, then onto her sweat-dampened face. She's completely out: right cheek down, lips parted, eyes closed - Hendricks' mighty rack accounting for every last drop of Jeri tonight.

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