SECW - SouthEast Championship Wrestling

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Madison Jones:
A couple days following the events of the SECW PPV event, The Shamrock Slam, while we are still in Georgia, Fearless Fred and I setup a "After Hours" show down in Atlanta's biggest Gay Bar, The Hideaway. It's pretty big, and the venu offers to setup a ring for us in front of their big crowd. Fred managed to take me down pretty good in the Gauntlet match, him being my fourth opponent. This time I'm fresh, mostly recovered, and ready for some payback. We agree to have an Ironman match counting Submissions, Pins, and Emissions, a duration of 30 minutes or 50 "yts" as you might call it in Cyber World.

Once everything is setup for the night, I come out from the back with a large crowd of 80 to 100 people gathered around, smaller than the PPV, but still a good crowd for a nightclub. I'm wearing just a blue speedo, expecting it won't last too long with Fred. I see him come out ready for action too. "Hey." I offer as a simple exchange while getting to the center of the ring, the Ref coming over with bottles of Oil to lightly spray us with. I start to oil myself up as the crowd cheers.

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Fearless Freddie:
Mads and me head off into downtown Atlanta for some ‘after hours’ action. The Hideaway nightclub puts on some hot shows and is packed for this Ironman contest. Two wrestlers fight it out over the set period to see who accumulates the most points. But the crowd expects to see the winner claim their final prize in the ring too after the final tally.

Walks out to the ring ... step in a slip off my silk robe ...... standing just in my red bikini speedos ...... the crowd will be chanting for them to be ripped off ......stand as we get spritz with a scented light oil ....... rubs it into my arms a pecs and nod to the ref that I am ready for action

— Round 01 —

Madison Jones:
I smile looking over at Fred all glossy, fuck I love it when two men are shimmering under the lights. Always kind of felt that oil was cheating, I liked the glisten to develop naturally from sweat and exertion, plus oil tends to make a person more slick. In any case, Fred and me standing there ready, I lean to start up the Collar & Elbow, getting a feel for him, and more importantly... this time I'm not thoroughly exhausted after having had the fucked out of me by my previous opponent like I was in the Gauntlet. Time to wear Fred down, and harvest as much loads of cum out of him as I can, sounds like a hell of a lot of fun.

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Fearless Freddie:
Start is signaled ...... we move out and circle ....... we lunge into a classic collar and elbow tie up ..... We lock up …. Both oiled and slippery both trying to get a good grip ….. the canvas is slick too from the oil spray so we slide around some … good to get my arms around Mads against ....... and he is slick and slippery as he was with sweat in the gauntlet ..... we slide around trying to get position .... I heave turn for a hip toss but our feet slide and we crash to the mat

— Round 02 —

Madison Jones:
Fred comes in and tries to hip toss me, about the same time I'm trying to arm drag him. The slick oil causes us both to fall down next to each other, me pulling his head to my chest as some of the crowd starts to cheer and whistle. I can't help but smile because this is already such a mess, oil always makes things fun and hot, but harder to maintain technical holds. I manage to get my arms around his neck in a side headlock, getting up to my knees. I give it a few good wrenches, then try to press his face first to the canvas so I can slide on up and mount him trying to get my ass on top of his.

Fearless Freddie:
we splat the mat .... roll and grapple fighting for position ..... you wrap my head with one of your guna and getting to your knees haul me up some then try to get me to kiss the canvas ...... crowd whooping as you power into me ..... but as you curl me over I stab an elbow into your plexus

— Round 03 —

Madison Jones:
Right as I am getting you on your front ready to mount you, I feel your elbow come and hit me in the gut, a little higher actually in the solar plexus. I grunt in pain as I fall to my side holding it, a few members of the crowd gasping from the display. I can't let you get away with that scott free, so as I fall I place my feet against your side. One on your ribs the other on your thigh, and then I KICK you away from me, the oil shoving you nearly to the ropes putting half the ring between us. I shift to my back, hands holding my gut taking in some breath. If you are quick enough to get near me, I am ready to mule kick you away so I have a chance to recover.

Fearless Freddie:
Wriggle my head from your grip and roll free ….. you kick at me as I roll get back to feet slipping and sliding some … crowd chanting ….. ‘Rip em off! Rip ‘em off!!!! I lunge and grab your waistband …….. grip and rip off your speedos and toss em to the crowd ….. to a g=great whoop of delight …. Then can see you are enjoying the match ….. we slip and slide circling ..... looking for the next lock up

— Round 04 —

Madison Jones:
You come back my way and grab my trunks, pull them off me with little problem given the slick nature of our encounter. The crowd cheers as they cheer for my naked body, some of them clearly fans and having loved my recent performance.

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You might think you can just pull away and start a new lock, but you would be poorly mistaken. I'm winded, but not helpless. As you turn to throw them to the crowd, I thrust my legs at you grabbing you around your midsection, locking in Body Scissors. Knowing you can just slip free from the oil, and quickly reach up and try arms in a grounded full nelson.

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Fearless Freddie:
Your cock up like a bobby’s truncheon ….. crowd hollering as they see your tackle on display ….. as I turn you jump me take me to the mat in a nelson ...... you crank it .... curling my neck towards the massive tent in my speedos ...... I can feel your boner against my back ...... and I wriggle to work it with my spine, maybe get it to shoot ..... as I press back your blades meet the mat and the ref drops for a 1 aaaahhhh

— Round 05 —

Madison Jones:
You start to wiggle in my grasp, and it's clear we both have plenty in the tank for what is going to be a long match. You are right that as you slide your ass against mine, it causes my cock to harden up, which isn't hard to do considering it was already mostly hard. My foot comes up as you are struggling, Big toe hooking into the rim of your speedo, and with the help of that oil, slides it down your thighs exposing your manhood in the process. Crowd cheers, but then my eyes go wide as the Ref slaps his hand down to the mat. "One!" Fuck, this is sort of a pin an the Ref is acting like it could count. I then THRUST quickly and flip up over, my hard cock to your bare ass. My foreskin is still up, but I give the crowd a show as I GRIND into your case, my cock moving in... but not yet penetrating you. You hear me say something... "Sorry... just for show..." I whisper as my cock makes its way to your hole, but not pressing in.

Fearless Freddie:
twisting and struggling you break the pin but keep me locked .... I fight the nelson ..... a prehensile toe catches my waist band and slides down my speedoes .....a huge cheer from the crowd as my cock slutes them ...... can feel your torpedo probing for my hole ...... wriggle against it try yo spurt it ..... but the you curl in a bit closer and I snap my head back to smack your chin

— Round 06 —

Madison Jones:
As I hump your ass the crowd starts cheering for me. "Fuck him hard! Fuck him hard!" You aren't quite sure what is going on with me, but I sort of freeze up a little from their chants, right as you cock your head back, smack into my chin causing me to growl. I release the nelson sliding down your back, grab those speedos, and make sure they come off your body. Now we are both naked as I toss them to the side, getting up on my knees while on guard, hands looking to counter you if you try and grab me.

Fearless Freddie:
We are both totally bare assed and totally boned ….. both glistening under the lights in a combo of oil and sweat …… this is just the kinda actions the punters have paid for ….. side bets being laid as to who will blow a load first …. we suck in air as we get to our knees ...... then I launch at ya ...... roll and grapple with ya ....... slip my legs around your bod lock my ankles to clamp your in a scissor

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— Round 07 —

Madison Jones:
You get your scissor around me, a grimace on my face as I continue to burn through stamina. I have my spear hand as you hold me like this, my ass on display to several of the patrons behind me. I raise that and start hammering it down on your abs, Once, Twice... then I slam it into your Solar Plexus to return your favor from early. I then use that pain, grab your knees separating your legs from around my head, and ROLL you up into a pin, both your knees over my shoulders while I look down at you. You can feel my cock pushing into your ass again pressing against your hole as I hold you like this, and maybe... even pushing in.

Ref slides over to us and starts his count. "One!"

Fearless Freddie:
Clamp my quads and SQUEEEEZE ……… but you turn and start working my abs like you are pounding a bass drum ……… moans and groans ……. Yor missile poking at my hole again ….. then you roll and curl me onto my blade using the scissor as leverage ….. as I year the ref yell 2 aahhh I release the scissor and wriggle you off me ...... roll to side .... crowd cheering on both fighters .... notice one guy even jacking off

— Round 08 —

Madison Jones:
You get away from me, look over to you, left hand coming around my neck with a grin. "Afraid of my cock?" I come rushing at you, try to spear you. Oil slips me up and I collide with you, maybe taking you down, maybe not. Hope it at least knocks some more steam out of you in the process.

Fearless Freddie:
on the mat .... fans tell 'Watch out' .... roll to avoid the spear ..... as you drill the mat I dive on your back ..... slip arms under your pits to clamp on a payback grounded nelson ......... I vine your legs to increase the pressure ..... stretch your neck and curl you ...... C'mon Mads drink yout own milk!!!! guys move in real close to see if you can suck yourself off .... heave to crank the nelson ...... GGGGRRRRRR

— Round 09 —

Madison Jones:
I hit the canvas, gritting my teeth from the failed spear. You then move in and slide me into a Grounded Full Nelson. Something unexpected happens... I freeze up in your arms. I can feel your cock pressing against my ass, in it even, and though from this position you can't see, several of those men outside the ring can. My eyes go wide, panicked, and you feel that my deep breathing gets more heavy. You start pushing my head down towards my cock, but what you get is me exerting a HUGE amount of energy to thrash back and forth, growling and grunting as you hold me like this. I do whatever I can get free. Thrust my head back towards you, flail my arms trying to slip them free. Thrusting my hips up away form your cock, all while my legs are grapevined. I struggle in any way I can to try and get free, several men outside of the ring jerking off to me as fear washes over my face.

Fearless Freddie:
you buck and struggle on the lock ........ I start to poke at your hole ...... you are trussed up like a chicken but fighting it all the way ...... and your bucking and struggling is sending my dick absolutely crazy ...... it is throbbing and pulsing ..... keep my head in close so the fans can't see that my face is screwed up .... and am getting my teeth edging like crazy

— Round 10 —

Madison Jones:
We are close enough to the ropes that with all my struggling, we end up right next to them. Even with my legs spread like this... my foot manages to get over the top of the bottom rope, eyes clearly panicked. A few of the men outside the ropes are reaching in to touch and feel us, but what is most obvious is that I've completely tensed up in your arms, something clearly not right while you my as sinks onto your hard cock. The Ref standing over is checking me, asking if I give, then finally notices that my leg is on the rope. He orders a break while I start to thrash some more in your arms.

Fearless Freddie:
locked up in a ball we roll over the mat .... I don't notice how close to the ropes we are ....... my cock starts probing for your hole ...... it could explode at any moment ..... keep cranking the nelson ...... working you ...... then suddenly the ref orders BREAK!!! ...... I release the nelson thinking you mighta tapped ..... but when I let you go I realise .... DAMN!!! your leg draped on the rope. Groans and rolls away to haul up on yjr far ropes

— Round 11 —

Madison Jones:
You release me from the nelson, and as you pull away you can see for the first time the look on my face since you applied it. There is a lot of panic that accompanies my heavy breathing from the thrashing I was doing. I use my arms to pull away from you as you are forced to break off, starting to pull myself up to standing. I turn towards you after a moment on the ropes trying to regather myself, shake my head. There is a noticeable shift in tone for me as I turn towards, my smile gone, hands up defensive as I inch back in. I get ready to counter a grapple attempt.

Fearless Freddie:
Both up to feet , both sucking in air as our heaving pecs glisten under the lights …… grabs a towel from the corner and wipes down some …… a guy hands me a bottle of water ….. chugs some the pours some on my raging boner to calm it down some …… crowd are chant for more action ….. we step forward both cocks saluting each other …… we lock eyes ……. I raise my arms, wriggle my fingers offering a classic test of strength lock up

— Round 12 —

Madison Jones:
You don't lock up, but instead wait for me. I push in with the Collar and Elbow, the guys cheering as your hardons are waving back and forth.

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I don't hesitate though, knowing that neither of us can really keep a good hold on each other with all this damn oil. I grab your arm and flip you over to my side with a Arm Drag, then tries to secure you in a Side Armbar.

Fearless Freddie:
you refuse the test of strength and go for a collar and elbow we twist and muscle each other then you heave and toss me to the mat with an arm drag .... following it into an arm bar ....... AAARRRGGGHHHHHHH NNNNNNOOOO MAN NNNNNNOOOOO pounding the mat with my free fist

— Round 13 —

Madison Jones:
There is a bit of anger in my moves now, causing you to slam down harder than I might normally do. With your arm firmly in my grasp, I am to lock it down more now by pulling it to my chest and bringing my legs around it over your chest. I lock you down into a cross armbar. I pull your arm hard, trying to really work that shoulder now.

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Fearless Freddie:
AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH NNNNNOOOOOOO ........ heave and curl stretching out my free arm ...... struggle and reach then grip your face with a mandible claw ....... twist it ..... as I scream in the arm bar

Madison Jones:
You start to curl my way, rolling your body towards your trapped shoulder with my legs firmly over your chest, hoping to get your arm up past the one I'm holding to my chest so you can apply a Mandible Claw. It simply isn't something that is possible in this position, not unless you can break free from the hold, and as you try, I raise my legs and slam my heels down on your chest, flattening your back to the canvas again. I give your trapped left another good pull to pile on the pain more. I growl looking at you as I hold you there, the crowd cheering as you struggle with your cock wobbling around.

Fearless Freddie:
can't reach your reach and the rest of your body is protected by mine ...... AAAARRRRGGHHHH NNNNNNOOOOO ..... struggling both cock bobbing like those nodding dogs .... you pile the pressure on the bat ..... the only thing I can do with my free hands is ..... tap ... tap ..... tap

— Round 15 - Score: Madison 1 - Freddie 0 —

Madison Jones:
Your arm pulled to my chest, my cock firmly under it, hard, and protected; one the most beautiful things about his hold is its defensiveness. Anyhow you start tapping and the crowd cheers, the ref announcing it on his mike. I release your arm and pull myself to my feet while watching to see how hurt that left arm now is. When you start to rise, I bring up my hands defensive, ready to lock again.

Fearless Freddie:
roll up .... not happy about conceding the sub ..... shakes out regroup ..... the ref signals the wrestle ..... no breaks in an Iron Man ..... we start to circle .... arms up in stance …. we lock eyeballs .... I fake lungs and that draws you in for a lock up .... but instead I power a knee into your brinks ans as you double I hammer a double axe handle between your blades

— Round 16 —

Madison Jones:
You're fake-out gets me, you knee hitting my abs hard. I manage to clench up right as you come in for the hit, but only barely. You then axe handle me, dropping me to the canvas below you on my hands and knees. I Scramble, deathly afraid of something, hands coming up around your knees, gripping behind them. I give them a pull trying to knock you down to your back alongside me.

Fearless Freddie:
you drop to your knees under the axe .... go to reach for ya but you are fast and whip my legs from under me and I drop on my arse ..... we both scramble and lock up ground fighting both grappling for position ..... our cocks flapping and slapping our abs as we do ..... I grab your wrist .... twist and hammer lock it up your back ..... cranking the hammer

— Round 17 —

Madison Jones:
With us both on our knees, my usual counter to the Hammerlock isn't available. I grit my teeth as the lucky guys in front of me get a beautiful view of my naked body, my fully hard cock glistening though its skin is still up. I can also feel your cock pressing against my ass again... I bring my other arm, the right one forward, and slam it back into your ribs. Given you are holding my left arm with yours, the one I weakened with the armbar, I pull my arm free sliding away from you, spinning back to face you. I'm breathing hard, some fear reflected in my eyes.

Fearless Freddie:
You fight your way out of the hammerlock .... you spin around and we are face to face ...... I lunge at your we roll and grapple ..... wrap my thighs around your head ..... clamp tight making you a fishface ..... thren my hand reaches for your throbbing cock ...... peels the skin with my thumb and then start to pump like crazy trying even this up with either a submission or an emission

— Round 18 —

Madison Jones:
Having pulled away from you, that places me between the ropes and the center of the ring. As such when you lunge at me and knock me over, and we start rolling around, that gets me closer and closer to the ropes. You get your legs around my neck, my left arm coming and wedging my fingers between your thighs with some help from the oil. I twist that hand, pry your open just enough that I can keep my airway clear. As you start to pull down my foreskin and mess with my cock, I start to struggle as the guys just outside the ring are cheering, a few reaching in to touch my body. I start kicking my feet on the canvas and try to hook the bottom rope with my foot again.

Fearless Freddie:
you twist and squirm in the scissors .... we have rolling all around the mat ..... your face is buried in my thigh meat so I have better view .... we have got close to the ropes but not close enough as you try to kick for thr .... but close enough that the ringside guys are getting a good view of the pumping action ..... they start to drum thr canvas and chanting 'SPURT HIM, SPURT HIM '

— Round 19 —

Madison Jones:
My face looking at yours because of the angle, you can see that look in my eyes, the one of a man getting so damn close to shooting. This oil isn't helping at all, making your hand feel so damn good. I plant my feet on the canvas, thrust my hips up one last time, and use that to try and hook the bottom rope again. The ref is right over us, inspecting my cock, waiting to see it spurt as the guys outside the ring slap the apron and probably jerk themselves watching.

Fearless Freddie:
look into your eyes as I jack you ....... trapped between my thighs ...... 'C'mon Mads relax' I whisper .... 'lets those juices flow' fingers grip your pole tighter and I pump pump pump

— Round 20 —

Madison Jones:
With my struggling to get to the rope, my leg catches it as you stroke me, my cock streaming precum. Clearly I'm about to erupt, but as my foot gets over the rope, the Ref looks to you and orders the break. You can see me biting my lip, inflicting pain on myself to hold off the orgasm, arms pulling at your thighs as you keep me locked in your head scissors... and subtle thrusting of my hips in your hand as you stroke me.

Fearless Freddie:
as I pump I feel you cock throbbing in my hand ..... the spasms are probably measuring on the Richter scale ....... I know I am soooo close to bringing you off ..... The crowd is getting excited and they are looking to see your cream spurt …. then WTF!!!! ref taps me for a ropes break ....... and not the ropes I was thinking of ...... you have hooked your leg on the bottom rope again .... I have to release your cock, slick with pre ...... some guys boos as I unclamp the scissor and roll away and up to feet .... my own cock like a flagpole

— Round 21 —

Madison Jones:
You release me as some of the guys boo, a few of them touching me as my foot is over the rope, one of them daring to reach for my cock to try and finish the job; the Ref shouts at him as the club's bouncer shoots him glare. I take a brief moment to breath, grab the ropes, and pull myself up, giving them a perfect shot of my leaking cock. I try to get it under control again as I make my way to the center, this time offering my hands ready to interlace them like you wanted last time. I get ready to block an incoming strike though just in case you don't want to grapple.

Fearless Freddie:
SSoooooo close to making you shoot ....... and you escape again ...... catch my breath too ...... the we turn to face each other .... see your arms up, fingers wiggling ..... our cocks up in sword fight position ..... grip your hands power in ....... arms quiver as we power into each other ....... and cock heads kiss one another creating a jolt of excitement to course through my body ...... grit teeth tighten grip and keep powering against you ..... then arms flay out our chests collide , our throbbing snake trapped against our abs .... chins on shoulders as we still push into each other

— Round 22 —

Madison Jones:
The traction of the canvas is hindered due to the oil, so as we push back it's hard for either of us to really get control with just shoving. I pull my head back, give you a headbutt forehead to forehead, then using that pain, I jump up and wrap my legs around your core dragging you to the canvas under me with my back making a spat on its oily surface. I reach my hands to your neck trying to fully lock you down into a Guillotine Choke.

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Fearless Freddie:
The mat is still slippy so neither of us can build up power ....... then WHACK Ib am stunned by a Glasgow kiss .... you take the advantage and wrap your legs around me dragging me to the mat and lock on a punishing guillotine choke ..... I struggle trying to fight it

— Round 23 —

Madison Jones:
The oil isn't making things earlier, but what I do notice is that your cocks sliding up against mine, occasionally over my ass. With your unfocused struggle, I managed to keep you locked down, tightening my arms around your necks starting the oxygen deprivation, all while the crowd cheers. If I can get a point like this I will, but I don't expect you to tap out just yet...

Fearless Freddie:
slide around on the mat, some in the choke making it hard for you to really work it well ........ our snakes doing a meet and greet ...... but feeling the pressure ..... getting woosey heave roll us some .... reach out an arm blindly can't see cos trapped on the choke ..... but feeling and grabbing ..... I have gripped the middle rope and the ref calls for 'BREAK'

— Round 24 —

Madison Jones:
While we locked up in the middle of the ring, and I trapped him in a guillotine there, the act of struggling plus the oil inevitably caused us to slide to the ropes faster than I expected. As such Fred manages to grab it and force a break, me releasing as the Ref calls for it. I grab them helping me to rise up, needing to conserve my energy as we still have half the clock to endure through. I again return to the center of the ring with my hands up ready to lock up in some fashion, but I am ready to block an incoming blow. The only saving grace in this is that my orgasm has calmed back down as it's been over a minute since Fred was stroking me now.

Fearless Freddie:
we break and roll apart ..... I suck in air and shake my head to recover from the choke ..... we get to centre lock eyeballs and start to circle ..... I flick my head to left and right confusing you some .... the scoot behind you slipping my arm under your pit to grab you in a half nelson ...... vine your leg and lean back in an abdominal stretch …. the crowd whoop when they see you throbbing cock ..... and more so when my other arm reaches around to grab and pump it

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— Round 25 —

Madison Jones:
Preparing for a strike, you manage to quickly get behind me and start trying to apply an Abdominal Stretch. I don't let you do it freely as I'm not just a sexy mannequin for you to pose how you want. Coming around behind me, I take a swipe at your core, fist grazing your gut. You start to pull my arm behind your back, and so I sink my fingers into your skin gripping your meat uncomfortably. Locking it down, my left arm free, I grab your hand off of my cock as you start to stroke me, choose to defend against the orgasm instead of trying to uncouple your leg over my thigh. I do this because this oil clad surface makes it hard for such a move to stay in place. A moment later we start to fall to your back, my fingers closing up into a fist still behind your back, our combined weight cashing down on my clenched up hand right into your lower back.

Fearless Freddie:
I try to maintain the stretch but you are fighting back .... you manage a slug to my core ... but manage to keep you locked, aaaarrrggghhh then you claw at me but I get to your cock and pump looking to bring you off ....... my stud missile probes for your hole ..... you grab at my pumping hand ..... we struggle and slip on the oily mat and crash to the deck ..... I lose the hold but we roll and grapple on the mat ..... I wrap my thighs around your bod and squeeze

— Round 26 —

Madison Jones:
Here in the center of the ring still as you fall to your back, you are quick to keep going, wrapping your legs around my core to apply a body scissors. I'm surprised landing on my closed fist like that didn't impact you at all, we keep going with you facing my head, you no longer jerking my cock. I let out a grunt bordering on a cry as you tighten up your legs. I retaliate by reaching down and grabbing your cock pressed up against my abs while it is my turn for my cock to be pressed up against your ass due to the position. I start to stroke you, oily hand sliding up and down the full base of your cock, thumb sliding around on your head. "I'll make you cum before I give in this..." I say as I started working you, the crowd cheering from our hot hold.

Fearless Freddie:
feel like I rolled on something knobbly as we went down but so hyped I shake it off ...... lock my ankles to increase the pressure on the squeeze .... look and see you face grimace as I pump my quads ..... curl in some to tickle your rivet nips with my tongue, trying to make your cock crazy ...... then AAAWWW MAN ....... your finger find and start stroking my tool ...... gritting my teeth gard ..... edging like crazy not wanting to lose my load ....... the power on my thighs even harder

— Round 27 —

Madison Jones:
I let out a cry as you increase the pressure, me needing to act fast to get you to ease up as the stroking seems to not impact you much. I keep stroking your cock, gritting my teeth as I'm sure there will be some bruising on my core from this tomorrow. As I push you closer to your orgasm, if I don't feel you starting to ease up with the pressure around my core from the pleasure I'm giving you, then go slam my fist in the side of your face since you are close enough to lick nipples.

Fearless Freddie: squeezing and edging ...... move back in to tease those nips .... the WHACK fst smacked upside the head ..... rocked daved ..... loose my scissor grip on your bod

— Round 28 —

Madison Jones:
With that loosening of your grip from my punch, I take that hand and slide its fingers first alongside my hip, FORCING your legs open some enough to foil the majority of the crushing of your scissors. I now know I can make you cum first before needing to tap-out to this, and so I stroke... and stroke... and stroke... the rhythm getting faster and faster as I grin looking you in the eyes. "Anytime Fred, anytime!"

Fearless Freddie:
you push out of my scissor ....... but you keep me pinned on the mat and start pumping me like a piston ..... I swing my arms .... pummeling on your rib cake try to stop this relentless jacking ..... moaning ..... face screw up as I try to hold onto my load

— Round 29 —

Madison Jones:
Apparently you release the leg lock as I've foiled the scissors, me still there alongside you. You start to hammer at my ribs over and over as you moan getting closer to cumming. I cry out having to abandon your cock, grab both of your wrists, and slam them down beside your head mounting myself overtop you. "You're stubborn Fred!" I say as I grind my cock against your face for just a moment as the crowd cheers.

I then slide down off your face and growl looking into your eyes, continue to slide my body down over your cock lifting my knees slightly. I press your cock down against your abs, making it clear now that I'm not riding your cock. Instead with you so close to shooting, I slide my cock and balls with all this oil on us over your cock pressed against your gut, hoping to finish the stroking job with you pinned under me like that.

Fearless Freddie:
you slide and grind .... AAAWWW MAN ........ and then...................................... I spurt my load all over your face ..... spurt after spurt my sacs churning

— Round 30 - Score: Madison 2 - Freddie 0 —

Madison Jones:
With your cock pressed to your abs like I described, the angle being just right that while I'm looking you in the eyes face to face, your load shoots up like a cannon hitting me there. I grin, I even lick some of it while grinding some more on your body as the crowd cheers and the ref calls it. My thrust slows and then I slide off you starting to get myself up to standing again.

Fearless Freddie:
roll and moans ...... annoyed at losing my load ... but some relief that the tension is good .... roll and stagger up ..... get towel and wipe myself some then look over at Mads and laugh out loud ...... most of my load is over your face ....... your face looks like it is melting ..... crows roars laughing with me too

— Round 31 —

Madison Jones:
Still a bit confused how your load got on my face from the angle in which we were, I just smile and wipe it from my face, taking a moment to lick it. Shake my head and come center of the ring. I hold my oil and cum covered hands looking to lock up again. Suspecting you won't though, especially with your cub all over my hands, I get ready to counter you if you charge at me.

Fearless Freddie:
we move back oou .... circle in stance ....... copla lunges go nowhere ...... dive and grip your thighs .... heave and toss you on your back with a double leg takedown …. hold your calves ..... press me to your ears .... past legs some lick your throbber like a popsicle

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— Round 32 —

Madison Jones:
You don't charge at me, but instead come up and circle around, coming in close and foiling my attempt to counter you. As such when you dive at my legs, I fall to my back with a grunt, the crowd cheering for you. Folding me up, holding my calves I look you in the face as you hold my claves folding me up so you can lick my cock, it is so very hard and full at this point, and almost ready to pop from the earlier stroking you did. This position is bad for you though, because you might remember that I Kip-Up a lot, and you are folding my knees to my chest. AS such, I KICK out now with enough force that would normally raise me up and to my feet, trying to throw you off me. With your oiled feet, I'd be surprised if you didn't fall backwards right on your ass.

Fearless Freddie:
tickle your V with the tip of my tongue ...... I can see your face screwed up edging like crazy ...... work those powerful hams ...... but as your cock spasm you roar and powerfully have those tree trunks ..... powering me off you onto my back ...... I roll up fast ..... can see the combo of the shredding on of bounces and the power needed for the kick out has done a number on your thighs

— Round 33 —

Madison Jones:
You are right that I'm getting tired, fatigue has already set in. I can see it creeping up in you as well, something that is more made clear since I already forced you to cum. You are younger than me, but that post orgasm fatigue hits even a 25 year old. I rise up to standing, me not doing a kip-up, having been avoiding the move all match because the oiled surface we are on. Hands up defensive I inch in, and when in reach, grab your right arm and try to pull it behind your back in a Hammerlock.

Fearless Freddie:
you move in ..... grab for my wrist .... can bet what is coming ..... power my other elbow into your ribs as you try to twist around for the hammer ...... then hook a leg with my ankle to flip you down to the mat

— Round 34 —

Madison Jones:
Elbow to my gut gets me good, my standard offenses becoming too obvious to you I think. The impact pushes me back slightly because of the oil, then you hook my leg and drop me to the canvas again. I spread my arms to anchor myself, then shoot my legs up and wrap my legs around your core against putting you in a scissors. I give you a SQUEEZE with my legs gritting my teeth, knowing my cock is open to you again.

Fearless Freddie:
AAAARRRGGGHHHHH trapped in those mighty bt tited thighs ...... be defo can feel the squeeze ....... UUUUURRRGGGGGGG ...... lean back to wriggle and work your cock with my spine ........ and balls my fists and work your left thigh with jackhammer punches

— Round 35 —

Madison Jones:
My legs around you, you start hammering my thigh over and over, each hit causing me to cry out. You are sliding your back up and down my cock too, trying to push me over the edge. I react by flexing my core muscles and sitting up, reaching my arms under your pits, and securing my hands behind your neck. I PULL you down on top of me into a Grounded Full Nelson. With my cock being so hard, it begins to slip into your ass similar to when you had me locked up earlier. "I don't want to fuck you like this..." I say through gritted teeth as I start to apply the pressure, my oiled cock sliding up against your hole.

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Fearless Freddie:
writhe against you ...... feeling that steel pole on my back ....... thr jack hammer fists break the scissor ...... but you slip me into grounded nelson ........ I keep working that throbbing cock ...... then you vine my legs trussing me up ...... can feel your stud missile seeking a target ..... my buttocks fight it ..... ref watching carefully cos if you unload ..... then it's an emission ....... buck and bounce can tell from your moans you are close ... as can the crowd

— Round 36 —

Madison Jones:
You are right, I am close. Your bucking and bouncing though, the slick oil on my cock, it causes it to slide into you penetrating you. You hear me gasp when it happens. I tighten up the Nelson, straining your body, my hips involuntarily moving, thrust. "You're stubborn... Fred..." I say through gritted teeth as my 8 inch cock slips deeper and deeper into you. I bite my lower lip hard trying to hold back my orgasm, but it's a struggle I am about to lose.

Fearless Freddie:
He is in Ref ....... only a matter of time now ......... some guys in the crowd drooling as I heave and buck on your pole ........ they know you are gonna shoot

— Round 37 —

Madison Jones:
Inside of you, holding the Nelson, my cock pressing into your prostate now. I struggle trying to get you off me... then it happens. You feel me erupt inside of you. The act is obvious to the onlookers, the Ref seeing it clearly in my face as I let out a moan. I shoot a thick heavy load inside of you, and while you don't see it or really even know, I hate myself for doing it. Animal instinct taking over, I start to thrust my cock more and more inside of you, fucking you as I cum... before finally slowing down and breathing heavy from exhaustion with you still locked up. I release the Nelson as the Ref calls a point in your favor.

Fearless Freddie:
eyes water as you hump like a rutting stag ....... the crowd and the ref can tell from your face and your convulsing body that you have orgasmed and I have won and emission ....... your release the Nelson and ease out as we roll apart .... me dripping some …. you are trembling as the knee after that massive release of tension ...... huge cheer from the crowd ...... we stand to face each .... for the time being with deflated cocks

— Round 38 - Score: Madison 2 - Freddie 1 —

Madison Jones:
I slowly rise up to standing as do you, breathing heavily, my cock dripping seed. The crowd taking so many pictures of us as we stand there, my cock still a little hard. I shake my head now, some sweat coming off along with oil, hold up my hands, and press in for a lock up. My fatigue is showing, but I'm playing a different game now and not trying to out power you. When I feel you start to press back into me, I try to fall backwards bringing my foot into your gut, aiming to kick you over my shoulder with a Monkey Flip.

Fearless Freddie:
we start to circle again ...... looking for an opening ...... we lock, I start to stiffen again ....... I push back ..... you seem to stumble and you expertly place your foot on my pac and monkey flip me as you fall back ...... I fly through air and land splat on my back

— Round 39 —

Madison Jones:
My Monkey Flip succeeds.

I release your hands when I hear the splat, turn myself over to my hands and knees, Using the oiled surface to glide over to you, sliding past your chest to your legs reaching to grab them. I start trying to spread them now, my legs wrapping around one of them, my arms wrapping around the other, pulling them apart with your hanging down against your abs.

Fearless Freddie:
AAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO getting leg stretched ....... you are trying to take me to 180 …. my dick erect again and saluting ....... AAAARRRGGGGGHHHHHH …. grit teeth ....... twist and power from my core to send my forehead hurtling into your package

— Round 40 —

Madison Jones:
My legs wrapped around one of yours like I said, my cock is firmly hidden behind one of your own tights, the splits causing you clear pain. That however isn't the point of this hold, instead I adjust it a little, arching your back up, your legs up off the canvas as now, and your dangling over your head. I place you in one of the many iterations of a Spladle.

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I reach over your ass and grab your cock, start to stroke it, the tip aimed at your face. "You want cum on my face... let's see how you like it..." The crowd is going crazy.

Fearless Freddie:
you bring your face to my tackle ...... my sacs churn ........ dick throbs ........ crowd gasp ...... waiting for another fountain ...... AAAWWW MAN I moan ....... heave to roll and a free foot hooks under the bottom rope ..... ref calls for break ....... sigh of disappointment from the crowd

— Round 41 —

Madison Jones:
It's not often I use the milking cradle, in fact, outside of a single milking tournament match, I've never used it in a real match because it is simply too humiliating. Such a big deal you made about getting your cum on my face earlier, I decided to break from that, and so here I have you spread in one of the most embarrassing holds I've ever seen done. I stroke and stroke, intent on making you spray your own face, drops of precum falling perfectly on your cheeks or lips. I was unaware though that the Monkey Flip had moved you so close to the ropes though, and so even with me stretching your legs out in what I thought would completely immobilize you, you managed to get a leg free and hook the bottom rope.

The ref calls for the break and I look at your leg on the rope, confused how that happened, but accepting of it. I release the hold under the demands of the ref and rise up, moving back to the center of the ring. "You got lucky..." I say coming back and holding my arms up looking for another lockup. I expect with your desperation to get another fall, you might charge me and skip the lockup. I get to counter that.

Fearless Freddie:
The last round got me totally boned up again and very nearly lost another load but for that lucky rope break. I Need to keep you away from my todger. If I’m gonna spurt again it gotta be into Mads ass. ...... we circle ....... I twist some then turn my shoulder towards you some ....... see you prepare for a charge .... but fake you ..... scoot behind and grab both your wrist and GGGGGGRRRRRRRR hammer ;ock them up your back ...... pushing your hands to your neck .... you are exposed to the crowd at your dick starts to swell ....... crank the hammers ......... heave going for a double hammers lift ....... GGGGRRRRRRRRR

— Round 42 —

Madison Jones:
This is the third time you have tried to fake me out, so it is not as successful as you would hope. You fake rush at me aiming to get behind me, and I play into that. I let you run by letting you think I'm open. There are any number of moves you could try here, but you go for one that I happen to know the counter to all too well. I use Hammerlock's a lot as does my dad, and recently Jay Jones taught me just how easy it is to exploit that. You pull my arm up to the center of my back, my front stretched as I grit my teeth, cock out already fully erect again. That's when I act. I bring my freehand back and grab a fist full of hair, lean forward, and throw you down to your back in front of me again doing a Hammerlock Counter.

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With you down in front of me, hands free, I go to wrap my arms around your neck in a Sleeper Hold, hoping to sap away what fight is left in you while the clock is ticking.

Fearless Freddie:
Heave lifting you ….. my gunz on fire as I hoist you up …… shakes you like a rag doll ....... but your experience kicks in and you apply a Hammerlock counter and flick me down onto the mat on my back ....... UUUUURRRRGGGHHHHHH …. I am exposec and you grab for ..... can you look for a sleeper to finish me off ......... grabs you approaching and use it to roll us ........ getting on your back ...... grab your hair to grind your face on the mat

— Round 43 —

Madison Jones:
There isn't any real approach per say, I drop you right in front of me with the counter. Still as I go to raise your head up to apply the sleeper hold, you reach up and grab me, you roll me down onto my front and quickly mount my back. Hands come up to the side of my chest expecting you are going to try a Camel Clutch, but instead you play dirty. You start rubbing my face against this oily canvas, the act making me cry out as you get oil into my eyes. I growl as it starts to sting, some of the crowd now booing over the act.

Fearless Freddie:
Both fighters know the clock is ticking down and the action gets intense …… Freddie knows he is behind and Mads that another submission or emission will put the match outta sight for Fred ….. both trying to step it up a notch …. Dialing it up to 11 …. mount your back, arm wraps your neck ...... another grabs your thighs ....... heave ... and roll bending you over me into a bow and arrow GGGGGGGGRRR

— Round 44 —

Madison Jones:
Looking to free myself from what I suspect will be a Camel Clutch, you instead sideways on my back, securing your hands under my chin and folding my legs. You then lift me up putting me on full display to this crowd, me blinded from the oil in my eyes. My spine begins to hurt, but overall I'm more at risk of giving up out of exhaustion and not pain. I grit my teeth, and while this move is indeed hot to do to a naked fully erect man like myself, it has a number of weaknesses. You played dirty with rubbing my face in oil, I reach my hand over to your face, fingers gripping the sides of it as my nails start to dig in. My hands are covered with the oil as well, so as I Rake Your Eyes, I expect your reaction is something you can't easily ignore.

Fearless Freddie:
Working the Bow and Arrow screaming to the Ref ‘Ask him ASK HIM!!!!!’ Your now fully erect cock pointing at the lights ……. Working the lock!!!!!!!! Face beet red and screwed up as I power my knees into your back ..... then AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH U FUCKER ...... my eyes are raked I loosen my grip rolling away hands over eyes AAAARRRGGGHHHHH

— Round 45 —

Madison Jones:
You roll away dropping me to the canvas, and I'm quick to get up to my feet. Hands come to my eyes as I try to wipe the stinging oil from them. I force them open, needing to see what is going on, eyes watering from the stinging. First thing I look at is the timer, about 2 minutes left. I look over to see you roll away, probably checking your eyes. "Shit stings, doesn't it?" I half ask and half yell. On my knees I move over to the ropes and pull myself up with my left hand covering my eyes still with my right hand on the ropes. It's partially a bluff, if I feel the vibrations of you running towards me, I plan to drop down grabbing the second rope, and let you barrel outside of the ring.

Fearless Freddie:
Mad as hell from the eye rake I start to stagger up ..... everything blurry ...... I roar and lanch a shoulder charge towards the body that seems to be before me

— Round 46 —

Madison Jones:
Blinded by the oil, though my eyes are getting a little better but still watery, I feel the vibrations of Fred running my way. Then something happens, I feel the guys of the crowd reach out and touch my calves, feeling my muscles. Their touch is welcomed, but the sudden realization that the crowd is pressed up against the apron puts my plan into jeopardy. If I follow through with my counter, Fred will be launched out into the crowd, his 181 frame crashing down on them, potentially injuring them. I can't let that happen... So Fred rushes towards me, shoulder colliding with my gut, cleanly knocking the wind out of me. Left hand comes away from my face, right hand gripping the rope, I fall to my knees clearly stunned.

Fearless Freddie:
The shoulder collides with the body but all still a bit blurry ..... hear you slump to the mat ....... crabs for your ankles,,, stagger back dragging you into the middle ring ...... flip you on your belly ..... fighting on instinct .... the blur clears a bit but not totally ..... lock your ankles in my pits and then lean back onto a Boston Crab …. bounce on the crab

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— Round 47 —

Madison Jones:
My plan to play defensive in these last couple minutes has failed, and I now again pay the price for my consideration of others. Fred drags me to the center of the ring and applies a Boston Crab, him bending my back and even bouncing on it looking for a submission. I cry out from the pain, still winded and face pressed against the oily canvas again. I try to hold out a little longer, one last attempt to get free. Hands down to the side of my head, palms flat on the canvas, I start to PUSH up as the act strains my back more. Gritting my teeth and giving these men a show, I try to fling Fred off me in my weakened state, knowing if I fail, I'm going to have to tap out.

Fearless Freddie:
working the crab ....... your manhood on display ..... bouncing ....... then feel you still got reserve power ....... I can feel I am starting to be lifted on those powerful gunz .......... slams my ass onto your blades to flatten you again ...... then foss my head back to crank the crab .... letting out a RROOOAAARRRRR

— Round 48 —

Madison Jones:
I feel like I'm making headway, pushing you up. I try to fling you forward best I can, but I just don't have it in me. You come crashing down on me again letting out a ROAR as you do, my face slamming against the canvas with a cry as my arms give out. So fucking close... so fucking close... I start tapping my hand on the canvas as the Ref calls for the bell giving Fred another point.

Fearless Freddie:
head back almost to the mat ...... really working the crab ........ ref checking you ...... can feel that you are holding our ..... bounce the Ref yells 'BREAK HE TAPPED' …. drop the hold stand and punch the air ...... my dick raging so stoked I also lose a load right there ....... managed to even the score late into the fight ....... sscking in air as contolling your powerful bod has taken it outta me

— Round 49 - Score: Madison 2 - Freddie 2 —

Madison Jones:
You get up off me, my legs flopping down to the canvas with a spat. I lay there for a moment, hands coming up to my eyes trying to wipe away some more of this stinging oil. It's going to have to be washed out with water, I can tell. I start to rise up knowing the match is going to end any moment now, and it seems impossible either of us are going to get another point. Time isn't over yet, so I stand up and put my hands up, chest heaving, body dripping with both oil and sweat. I get ready to lock up again.

Fearless Freddie:
the fight is so close ..... can one of these fighters get the decider? ....... both totally spent from this marathon ....... both fighting on fumes ..... we circle again ..... both fully aroused again ....... I lunge and grab you around the waist ..... using last grammes of energy ..... heave you in a belly to belly suplex and slam you to the mat

— Round 50 —

Madison Jones:
Circling around looking to grapple, you lunge in ignoring my invitation to lock up. I can't see you very well as I imagine you are having trouble too. I do feel your arms come around my waist, us chest to chest, our hard cocks sliding into each other and mingling. You go for a belly to belly suplex, but I tense up and grab your head with both hands. "Don't... It's over..." I lean in and offer a kiss hoping to disarm that suplex. The pain is over I hope.

Fearless Freddie: we slam to the mat .... weakly try a pin but now power ...... your gunz wrap me and our throbbing snakes rub together ...... tha you take my head in your hand and we lip lock and tongue rassle ......

— Final Score: Madison 2 - Freddie 2 —

Madison Jones:
I lay there under you as you start to kiss me back, clear signs of pain on my face from my eyes and general soreness. This oil tastes terrible too. Regardless I enjoy you on top of me, the crowd not sure what comes next. Hand push your head away and I make an offer. "Let's trade fucks... you go first."

Fearless Freddie:
The fight is a tie the crowd weren't expecting and are baying for the stakes they were expecting ..... we are both lying on our backs chests heaving .... but both totally aroused again ...... I roll on you …. lip locks and hugs ya ..... AW MADS YOU SUCH A HOT FIGHTER ..... we grind and cuddle ...... I explore your bod with my hand ...... tongue slurps up your pec valley ..... start to suck on one of those rivet hard nips

Madison Jones:
Locking lips my hands too start to explore your body, this time not intent on violence but on passion as they slip over your oiled skin. My eyes are still stinging from the oil in them though I hold up a hand while one of the men tosses over a bottle of water and towel realizing what I need. With my sitting up and tending to my eyes, you continue to suck on my chest... my cock fully hard peak of my cock sticking out from my foreskin.

Fearless Freddie:
grabs your thick beefy thighs ..... gently roll you ...... your legs drape over my shoulders ..... my stud missile seeking its target ..... poking and probing

Madison Jones:
I fall to my back as I finish wiping my eyes... drop the towel next to my head and look up at you. Eyes a little watery I look into yours as you ready to enter me, the cheers of the horny crowd getting louder and louder as you get into position. I reach up my hands to take yours, give you a nod, permission to enter me.

Fearless Freddie:
our hands lock ...... my dick lubes with sweat, oil and some pre starts to ease into you hole ...... gently push until my ball slaps your buttocks ..... you grip my hand the help pull me in

Madison Jones:
My submissiveness shows to the crowd now, you having seen it before at the PPV. This time though you now get to fuck me before the audience, my body squirming as you press in. "Oh fuck..." Squint my eyes as you thrust in, my oiled body spread before you completely on display.

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Fearless Freddie:
starts to hump on your tight sweet ass ....... looking down gazing into those limpid eyes and those hot clisten pecs ...... grind my hips .... thrust and hump ..... feeling my sacs churn ..... my shaft is starting to spasm ........ AAAWWW MAN

Madison Jones:
I clench my canal around your cock, tightening it as much as I can though the oil of your slick dick continues to glide up through me. The crowd cheers as you fuck me, each thrust causing me to moan through clenched teeth. I slide your hands over my chest, and let you feel me as you continue to thrust, our love making being the hottest thing this Atlanta club has seen in a long time.

Fearless Freddie:
both sets of hands exploring our bodies ...... feel you clench on my boner ..... AAAWWW MAN ....... then start some jackhammer thrusting humping faster and faster ..... AAAWWW AAAWWWW AAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW hump thrust hump thrust …. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW …. MMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN …. unload my sacs ...... moan in pleasure as I pulse my juice into you

Madison Jones:
I moan and moan as you load, your cock rammed right into my prostate. I bit my lip trying to hold back my own orgasm as I don't want to waste seed. You pump into me with your moaning, the men at ringside jerking themselves to the action. Finally once you I feel your cum leaking out of me, your load calming, I look you in the eyes with determination. "My turn Fred..." I wait for you to pull out.

Fearless Freddie:
watching your own cock perk as I thrust .... then after the massive orgasm ...... face drops into your pec valley ..... as I slowly ease out ........ move up for a lip lock ...... mmmmmm mmmmmm ....... then rolls off you for your turn

Madison Jones:
We embrace for another kiss, your liquid leaking out of my ass onto the canvas. As you pull away I say something... "Fuck...." I then grip your shoulders and quickly push you to the canvas, eyes focused and filled with lust. Like you pull your legs up over my shoulders, hands gripping yours. I enter you now, thrusting into your ass, and starting to fuck you in front of these men... fast... but soft. My oiled cock gliding through you smoothly.

Fearless Freddie:
you roll me up ...... we gaze at each other .... I nod the you move in ........ feeling you enter ..... eyes water some as you hump mew faster and faster ....... moan and and groan ...... muttering .....'Give it to me Mads' .......... clench on your tool ...... aaaawwww man .......... feeling you working my ass like an expert ...... feel that thick dick start to spasm and pulse

Madison Jones:
And so I fuck you before these men, gazing in your eyes as lust overtakes me. I thrust... and thrust... and trust... hand coming to your empty cock and stroking you some more. With one final THRUST into your prostate, I unload. I pump... and pump... and pump... a load so thick and full, it's hard to believe it was milked so heavily the day before at the Gauntlet. 4.. 5.. 6..... I moan... 7....... 8....... I moan and clench up.... 9...... ropes unload into you before I finally fall forward and start kissing you with my cock still lodged in you.

Fearless Freddie:
AAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWW MAN feel you explode loaning me with your cream ..... as you finish off you slump forward and we lip lock AAAHHHH MADS YOU ARE AN IRONMAN

Madison Jones:
I rest a little on your chest as we kiss... the men starting to disperse now that our show is over. A moment later I pull out of you, my body sort form this long match of ours. "Let's get cleaned up Fred."

Fearless Freddie:
chest heaving ...... huge cheer from crowd ..... we rest awhile on each other . 'Sure Mads, then maybe drink , That was epic man!'

— The End —

Published: 2022-03-28, viewed 105 times.