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You had heard that Lisa wasn’t much of a wrestler, counting on her thugs and weapons to win. You were sadly mistaken.

You had barely locked up with her when she squeezed down on your neck, forcing you to your knees.

“Haha! Begging? Already? Boy, I haven’t even started yet.” She threw a kick right into your chin, knocking you onto your back. She got a running start, leaping up to land a tremendous elbow drop on your stomach. Your body snaps upward with the impact.

“Now it’s time for the BIG event!” Lisa laughed, smacking her ass through her tight leather pants. She ran and bounced off the ropes, but you weren’t a total fool. When she leapt, you rolled away, letting her land right on her ass.

Lisa bounced on the mat holding her big booty. “Oh, you little fuck! You’d better lick it and make it all better when I’m done with you.”
“I’m not afraid of a punk like you,” you defy.
“Big mistake, then…”