No, I check to see if she's all right.

She's not moving anymore. I turn her over to make sure I hadn't hurt her too badly.

She smiles up at me, and pulls me close. She guides my dick into her pussy with a now gentle hand. She lifts her legs, beckoning me to hook them and lean into her. She locks fingers with me and lets her arms rest on the mat.

"One..." I begin, jokingly, not really caring at this point about winning.

She giggles.

"Two..." I count, expecting her to throw me off any time now.

"Three!" she adds, to my surprise. "Mmmm... The winner, and still champion," she purrs softly, "my darling husband."

She licks my ear, then whispers in it.

"Now take your prize, champ!"

I begin to slide back and forth, getting into an intensifying rhythm. We were both on the verge the entire match, it shouldn't be long now...

It isn't. Her eyes roll back and she screams as delightful spasms overtake her supple body. At the same time, I come inside her so hard, our combined juices squirt out of her pussy when I pull out.

My wife let me beat her in a wrestling match, but she makes it feel so good to win.