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30 December 2011 Susan Hendricks vs Robin Meade

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Susan Hendricks.jpg Robin Meade 02.jpg

RANDOM AHW

Posted by simguy on 12/30/2011, 10:55 am

ROBIN: Purple bra-style bikini top, twist-tied between jugs; black bikini bottoms; hair in ponytail/swept bangs.

SUSAN: Black Fighting-froot of the Looms cotton bra/boy-leg panties with white lace around the decolletage; hair loose.

APARTMENT WRESTLING

FIRST FALL: SUSAN'S SCISSOR

Robin on her back, lying to Susan's left.

Susan on her left hip, facing brunette, her legs scissored TIGHT around Robin's tummy (right leg on top; left leg under Robin's back; Susan's left arm in underneath Robin, the left hand curled around Robin's far left shoulder; blonde right arm across Robin's chest, right hand grabbing at Meade's left elbow and pulling that arm in across brunette chest.

Susan: "Gotcha!"

Robin's face: grimacing, eyes shut tight, lips curled off teeth - she's hurting. Robin turns her head to her left (away from Susan) even as Hendricks pulls the brunette into the scissor.

Robin's right arm is trapped between sweating bodies - her right hand pushing on Susan's right thigh.

Robin: "Uhhnnn..."

Susan: "Give?" Susan's face is close to right side of Robin's face: blonde girl's breath hot upon brunette cheek.

Susan's legs: hard and smooth, straightening out as she crushes Robin - blonde's ankles grinding together with effort.

Robin lifts her knees, tries to bridge: Susan just rides it out, being strong and heavy beside Robin - Meade's too tired to reverse this. Robin's right leg flattens out, the left knee still raised.

Robin: huffing and puffing - distressed.

Susan's right hand claps meatily against Robin's left arm as blonde girl pulls the limb in tight, wanting Meade every closer. Poor Robin tries to twist to her left: no go - Susie's got her too tight.

Susna: "GIVE!" Right into Robin's right ear.

Robin: "NO! UHHHH!" Robin lifts her feet off the carpet, kicks her legs out in desperate bid for freedom. Susan just squeezes tighter.

Susan's face: red with effort, lips tight...she's starting to lose scissor-power...
Suddenly, Susan's right hand releases Robin's left arm - instead, Susan starts CLAPCLAPCLAPCLAPPING her right hand down upon Robin's breasts in rapid-fire open-hand slapping strikes!

Robin shocked with pain, crying out...she turns her head towards Susan - girls almost nose to nose - and groans: "GIVE! GIVE!"
Suasn grins, drawing her straight right leg up and around in a gaudy show of leg supremacy as she releases scissor. Meade rolls away, hugging her breasts: she's just dropped the first fall.

SECOND FALL: ROBIN'S JUGZ
Long second fall - much of it ground work, Robin on top, slowly extinguishing Susan's struggles with breast smothers from a crouching mount high on Susan's chest.

Susan pushing her hands at Robin's hips and ribs; bucking hips, trying to roll Robin off...all to no avail. Blonde girl gradually weakening under brunette weight and tenacity.

Susan: on her back, pinned down by Robin.

Robin: on her haunches, crouching in close on Susan's chest; both arms wrapped around Susan's head, holding blonde face in against dominant brunette jugs.

Long blonde legs stretching out on carpet - flailing loosely; bicycling slowly; knees flopping side to side; feet pushing on carpet.

Susan's hair damp and soft on Robin's forearms.

Best Susan can do is work her face to either side - sometimes getting a hand up into the smother: she can partially deny jug, but she can't get Robin off her.

Robin: "Give."

Susan: (panting) "No."

Robin: "Give to my jugz."

Susan: "NUH!"

Robin's right hand fists in the golden damp of Susan's hair, repositioning the blonde...then Meade wraps up again. Susan works to wriggle her head to the side, continuing the stalemate.

Robin finally abandons the crouching full mount - sliding her body into a cross-body pin - her head out over Susan's right arm. Hendricks grimacing, trying to slide out from underneath, but she's badly depleted and can't escape. Robin continues her rotation - now she's north-south (ie: her head towards Susan's feet; tummy and tits atop Susan's jugs and face).

Robin slides left arm in under Susan's left arm and underneath Susie's body; Robin's right arm works in over Susan's right shoulder to get underneath - Meade's hands locking up over-under at blonde back to secure Susan for a pin!

Susan: legs suddenly writhing, lashing carpet - her hips twisting side to side - her own arms wrapping over-under across Robin's broad back.

Robin: right cheek pressed moist against Susan's ribs - brunette licking her lips, working hard, bangs across her eyes as she keeps her weight distributed. Robin's left knee comes up, almost touching Susan's left shoulder as brunette pours on the pin.

Ten-count needed for AHW pin...blonde writhing and bucking...over the last few seconds, she's got both feet in the air, the legs canted over to Susan's right, but it's no-go: Robin gets the pin. Meade delighted, smiling, rises up onto her haunches all sweaty and happy, looking down at frazzled, exhausted Susan on her back. Blonde girl's face distressed, eyes closed, lips parted, chest shuddering a bit as she fights not to cry.

THIRD AND DECIDING.

Both girls badly drained at this point.

They're on their knees, facing each other.

Left arms are extended out - left hands have secured a grip on the waistband of offending trunks - the girls holding each other's hips back, but leaning forward so left shoulders rub and bump. It's a sloppy hockey-style fight - the exhausted vixens trying to catch each other right hand haymakers from this position - each ducking away to her right, then trying to slam back up top. Glancing blows landed to left ears and templs - girls gasping, whining with effort. Sometimes they'll lay in mouth-on-shoulder (ie: the left shoulder) and work righty to each other's bodies, while the left hand still clutches opposing trunks...then it's back up top for the ol' tug, duck, and flail.

Finally - Susan catches Robin flush on the jaw - right hand jamming to a full stop on contact. Robin spills onto her belly, stunned...but Susan's still got trunk-control. Susan levers Robin's hips up, so Meade's weight is on her right hip, her tummy exposed, then her torso twists so she's chest-down on carpet, though her head is up. Meade's eyes are glassy, lips parted - she's slightly propped on her elbows, dimly helpless. Robin's right knee moves slowly up beneath her on reflex, distributing weight; brunette left leg on top, is still straightened out.

Susan moves in. Releasing Robin's trunks-front with the left hand, Susan's left hand now secures the BACK of Robin's trunks, taking a rowdy fistful. Susan snuggles in so her left hip braces against Robin's ribs, and Susie's PITCHIN' IN RIGHTY! Robin's helpless tummy exposed...Susan grits her teeth and starts plowing in the right hands directly to belly-meat: big, pumping blasts. Susan's weight on her left haunch - her left knee coming up underneath her as right leg straightens out for maximum leverage. Susan leaning on Robin and slugging her with sheer hate.

Robin: bangs in her eyes, lips parted...she's just grunting in receipt, unable to resist. Susie working hard - right hand occasionally suspending slugging operations to push at Robin's left thigh as Meade tries to bring the left knee up to block tummy-access - but she's too weak. It's all Susan digging for quit. Finally, Robin moans "Okay...UH!...give...UH-H!..."

Susan, panting, stops slugging - big smile spreading as she leans atop Robin. Blonde right hand pushes on brunette inner right thigh as Susie rests for a moment atop her conquest, breathing hard, but deeply satisfied.