Shake her off

Don't want you on my dick just yet missy.

You hold her upturned thighs & jerk your hips to the side. No effect, Tiffany's locked onto your waist. Another jerk, no more effect than the first time. Without any concern for your dignity, you shake yourself wildly in every direction, left right, up down. Based on the audience laughter it must resemble a slapstick comedy act, a giant trying to shake a dwarf. But the benefit? Schoolgirl has lost her grip. She's now holding on only by a weak head scissor. You motion the crowd that you 2 are going 'around the world.'

As you spin on the spot the centrifugal **** lifts Tiffany off your back, a figure skating pose without the skates. There's a joyful 'wee' sound, either from the audience or the air rushing around you. Your foe has tightened her scissor in a **** bid to hold on. You're confident you can maintain the spin long enough to throw her, even if your head's a little light. As it gets lighter, her scissors get stronger. You spin harder, she squeezes harder. You're getting dizzy, so why isn't she...

Oh crap.

Before you can stop yourself turning, the Schoolgirl uses the momentum to swing herself around & drag you downward, folding you up as you fall. By the time you notice the small package you're in, it's already a count of 2. No way in hell you get your bearings before the count of 3.

"Aaand that's round 1 folks, right the hell outta nowhere! We warned you she was fast, friend."

Sitting in centre-ring, embarrassed & angry, someone blows a big wet raspberry in your ear. Tiff dodges your elbow & skips joyfully home.

Tiffany wins 1 point for pin.