Psyche!

“No! Like, please don’t hurt me!” Peppy groveled.
“I’m gonna twist those damn dyejob pigtails around your neck til you’re the same color as your hair.”

Petty reached the corner in her retreat, grabbing for something behind her back. She threw a huge handful of stage glitter at Melissa’s face, splashing all over her eyes and blinding her.

“AGH!! Cheating bimbo!” Melissa cursed. Peppy laughed and kicked Melissa in the head. She **** Melissa’s head into the mat, yanking the writhing wrestler’s spandex pants off.

“Ooh, shaggy,” Peppy giggled, teasing her fingers over Melissa’s curly pubes. “Thought you wrestler types shaved. Well let me help.”

Peppy sat on Melissa’s chest and pulled a fistful of pubes out of Melissa’s cunt. She screamed and thrashed beneath her as Peppy tossed them over her shoulder. “Odds or evens. Place your bets, folks!”