Saturday, May 12, 2012

Marathon

I twisted sharply to the right to keep Mary from landing on top of me. We crashed to the mat.

The ring floor absorbed most of our impact. My legs were spread wide, and I wrapped them around Mary’s midsection as we hit the mat, then locked my ankles right over left -- squeezed hard!

My long legs were wrapped below her ribs and above her hips. I had perfect position. Here, was my chance to put the bitch away!

My thighs dug into her flanks and squeezed into soft, sweaty flesh. I wanted to wring Mary’s guts.

She let out a most satisfying moan.