I take her down a notch.

Still holding her wrist, I yank her forward, sending her stumbling into the corner. She turns around the meet my brawny frame smashing full-on with hers in a body avalanche, and her breasts pop right out of her bra.

"Oof," she gasps, the wind momentarily knocked out of her by the sudden impact.

While she's still stunned, I remove the flimsy garment from her perky mammaries, then her thong. I drape her arms across the top ropes, then spread her muscular legs wide to hang them over the bottom ropes. She shakes off the haze just in time to see my throbbing, aching meat piston show itself when I remove my speedo. She acknowledges her arousal involuntarily with a sharp intake of breath and an immediate trickle of pre-ejaculate from her gaping pussy, which drips onto the mat.

That's my girl.

I slam into her taut figure for one more body avalanche, sending a small spray from her cunny, mixed with our combined sweat. Then I tease her, dragging the tip of my penis across her taut, supple body, stopping just before entering her. She gets mad, and I pull back, grinning.

I hadn't noticed her leg getting free. She plants her bare foot on my chest, and shove me hard, sending me tumbling across the ring. I'd taken for granted her strongest weapons.

By the time I get to my feet, she's already shaking the circulation back into her legs and cranking her arm to get the kinks out. I take note of her evident muscles, more defined in the heat of battle. Her bared bosoms heave in elation.

"Oh, you are so dead," she laughs, as we circle each other again, looking for an opening in the other's defense.