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3 November 2010 Casta vs Rohm Wrestling

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Bonus: random wrestling imagery

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

SMALL, EMPTY GYMNASIUM WITH WRESTLING MAT LAID DOWN (PRIVATE TAPING IN PROGRESS)
LIS IN BABY BLUE BIKINI TOP/NAVY BOTTOMS; LONG BLONDE HAIR LOOSE
CASTA IN WHITE BIKINI BORDERED IN ROYAL BLUE; LONG BRUNETTE HAIR LOOSE

RANDOM SCENES

Rohm on all fours, head bowed - corn-coloured hair limp and damp, dangling onto canvas, obscuring her face on both sides. Camera's oriented on Rohm's left flank: Casta's in behind her (so standing off Rohm's right flank), breathing hard, thinking things through.

Casta clasps her hands to form axe handle - drops down hard onto her knees to smash Lis on her back with a flat, meaty clap. Casta's jugs all a-jostle in the aftermath.

Blonde head lifts up, revealing Rohm's devastated, exhausted features: eyes shut tight, lips parted as she groans...but she doesn't flatten out. Casta reaches in - left arm over top Rohm's back - right arm in underneath - bulling Lis onto her left side. Casta throws her left leg over Rohm's legs for control, starts working in the side bearhug as Rohm groans beneath her tormentress. Casta's right cheek resting against Rohm's left shoulderblade: we see French girl's tired, but happy face.

Later in the fight...

Casta on her belly, whining/panting with exhaustion. She's propped on her elbows/forearms - we see the deep cleft of her impressive cleavage. Brown hair mats damp to Casta's weary face, tumbling across her breasts to pool atop her wrists. She's miserable with punishment at this point.

Rohm sits atop Casta - both women facing the camera. Liz on her haunches, making Casta take weight: french girl exhausted from rolling and bucking, only to find Lis in control time and again. Lis with hands on Casta's shoulders, in close to her neck: earlier, blonde tortured brunette with neck-claws - but that's over for now.

Rohm sweaty, red-faced, hair damp. She slams a workmanlike forearm across Casta's upperback with a thick smack: Tish panting in frustration at the blow. Rohm rides her forearm atop Casta's head, pushing it down onto canvas: bully's grin spreading along Rohm's lips - she's in control and loving it.

Finally, Rohm wedges her hands in under Casta's armpits, writhing to wriggle her arms in. Casta pressing arms tight to her body, trying to deny this - she bows her forehead to the canvas at times, showing us her effort.

Eventually, brawny Rohm's burrowed herself in, locking up around Casta's breasts. Tish picks her head up, looking past the camera as though to our left side. Pain in her eyes, but lips tight/defiant. In behind we see the top of Rohm's head as she rests right cheek on Casta's left shoulder...then blonde girl picks up her face so we can see it, blowing a strand of Casta's hair out of her mouth. Blonde eyes narrow: she's squeezing her brunette tight.

Casta's composure cracks: she sobs aloud one gasping note, then bites her lower lip. Rohm lowers her chin to Casta's left shoulder, writhing arms for more pressure. "Come on," Rohm breathes into Casta's ear.

Casta cries out, eyes suddenly shutting tight. That's it: she's crying, slapping right hand on the mat in front of her, submitting. Rohm smiles, pushing her hands on Casta's back as she sits up. Lis draws damp blonde hair over her right shoulder/cascading it prettily down right breast. Casta demoralized, bowing her head to the mat as Rohm's grinning at somebody off-camera. Lis in no rush to get off her perch.