She's too fast.

I begin to raise my hands to shove her off, but she throws her corded arms around me, and starts smothering me by burying my face in her swollen breasts. Stunned by the onslaught, I stagger back a few steps, but hit the ropes before I can fall.

I wrap my arms around her waist in turn, and try to bearhug my way out. She holds firm, so I pump my arms as hard as I can, driving my ropy muscles in her sides. I feel her washboard abs contract, then soften. We release each other at the same time, both exhausted by our efforts. We take a step back, panting. She places her arms akimbo on her hips, and twists her back and forth a few times to get the kinks out. Her tits heave with every breath, trickling sweat down to finally drip off her nether regions.

"You want to go on?" I ask.

"You bet!" she replies, cracking her knuckles, then locking back up with me.