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3 November 2010 Casta vs Freeman Wrestling

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Bonus: random wrestling imagery

Posted by simguy on 11/3/2010, 9:39 pm

As you know - the FCBA is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to full on competition between celebs. Here's a glimpse at some of the non-boxing action that took place in this time period:

Cassidy Freeman/Laetitia Casta
Casta in white bikini bordered in royal blue; long locks loose.
Cassidy in royal blue cotton tankini; shoulder length hair up in scruffy gymrat ponytail.
Gymnasium - blue amateur wrestling mat laid down - private taping (very little background noise).

Cassidy seated, legs split: Casta lying on her right side in front of Freeman, facing her. 'Tish's arms wrap up around Cassidy's left leg; Tish's legs scissor Freeman's right leg - spreading her out.

Cassidy's face: pinched with strain - hair damp and frizzy, clinging wet to cheeks, brows. Casta's face: lips crimped tight as she snuggles in close, trying to stretch out the submission. Her hands wrap up and hold her own elbows around Freeman's trapped leg; Casta's right cheek rests atop Cassidy's left shin.

Freeman pushes forearms against Casta's raised left hip-and-ribs - scrubbing at the French woman: no dice. Right hands from Cassidy - she's plunging 'em into Casta's rounded-but-firm tummy - Freeman riding her left forearm along Casta's torso.

Casta's face: tightening - eyes shutting: she commits herself to riding out Freeman's desperate body-punching.

Cassidy teeth-bared...stops the solo right hand business, pushes both hands on Casta's hip-and-ribs, groaning with effort: French girl won't budge - just lying there all curvy and heavy. Cassidy leans forward, starts pumping BOTH hands into Casta. Camera circles round behind: we see Freeman's brawny shoulders/deep back muscle bunching up as she works. Freeman's elbows rise up-and-back as she preps a shot, then she plows down into Casta's tummy. Thick, shoving work here.

Muffled PIK! PAK! of bare fists on bare belly - Cassidy can't muster too much leverage sitting like she is, but she's non-stop, leaning her chest out over Casta's body while plowing away snug. Camera moves into position behind Casta: we see her white trunks tight around full buttocks; her body shuddering as she lies still before Cassidy's fists; Cassidy's face red with effort...we see down her top as she's leaning forward, her breasts shuddering side to side with her punching.

It's too much for Casta: she moans, rolls onto her back in stupor, releasing her holds in the process. Cassidy's left leg lies over top Casta's right arm; Cassidy's right leg rides atop Casta's right leg - Freeman still in a wide split.

Poor Casta moaning, exhausted - left hand up over her head as she lies on her back. Opportunistic Cassidy leans forward in her split, resting her forearms on Casta's stomach...somebody starts slapping out a count on mat off-camera...poor Casta's pale face lolls side to side, lips quivering. 'Tish too worn out to even shrug a shoulder up - Cassidy grins as she gets the cheap three count!