Tree of woe

She rams her perfect ass into my crotch, doubling me over. She then takes advantage of this by hoisting me onto her shoulder, so we're facing the same way.

"You really have been working out," I grunt as she carries me towards the corner. She doesn't respond, probably too focused on carrying me.

Leaning me forward with one hand on my upper back and gripping my cock in the other, she slams my upside-down back into the turnbuckle, and drapes my legs over the top ropes.

I groan in pain as she takes the precaution of folding my legs over to trap them between the ropes. She's gotten good, and has apparently watched more of my matches than I realized before, mimicking me. I try to do an inverted sit up to ease the pressure, but I run face-first into her waiting pussy. She clamps her muscular thighs on my head, and starts giving me head while riding my face.

The pain from my legs and the pressure of her thighs is excruciating, but she knows how to please me at the same time. I start to suffocate, my mouth and nose buried in her oozing cunt.