Sean vs Layne (Complete)

Sean felt another blow from Layne and attempted to hit her twice as hard with his blows to her back with everything he had. If successful, he would try to keep her steady while setting her up for his desperate attempt to overturn the odds. However, upon lifting her up to his shoulders, the ladder would topple while she was mid air between the rungs of the ladder and his shoulders. Both would fall over towards the set up Layne had in store.

Layne fell with Sean from the ladder, landing back first right onto the steel chair that was laying flat on the table. Layne's back ending up breaking the table in two with the impact of both their bodies and also indented the trash can so that she end up laying burried in the side of the trash can with the broken table around her and bent steel chair under her.

Sean had landed in between her thighs as her knees bent either side of her, her wet body pressing suggestively against him as she panted heavily.. Her big breasts moving up and down against his chest with each heaving breath she took, seeming to be in really bad shape now after her body had taken most of the brunt of the extreme fall

Sean had toppled over towards the setup Layne had for him. Fortunate for him, he didn't go through it, she did. Now on top betwixt her thighs, he groaned a little bit while using what strength he had to go ahead and try to pin her. It may be the only chance he had. He took his arms wrapping around her warm thighs and slowly pushed himself to curl Layne into a ball and get her shoulders down. His hot breaths trickled along her sex for a second while he somewhat began to grind against her among the pin set up. Although she was a toughie, he was using what strength he had to keep her down for a while just to end the match. He was dead weight against her at this point. It could be a little difficult to kick out without rubbing anything the wrong way, but then again, some girls are tough like that.

Layne's thighs were lifted up and folded over herself as she barely said a word, only her panting and a faint grunt audible as he rolls her up and then slots wet and close up against her. His breath panting against her sex through the denim, in this position the rims of her black panties were just about visible through the leg holes of her denim cut offs. The ref moved down to the gravel floor finally to make the count

"One!"

The rain continued to pour down while the ref started counting. Sean held her down with his own weight, waiting for the fall to come to close. He hoped she didn't try to kickout. Otherwise, he wasn't sure how he would pull though. His pants grew more harsh against her sex, his arms holding her thighs up while keeping her in the curled position with her shoulders down. His chest heaved while his upper body was clearly visible through his shirt now.

Layne panted deeply, her chest moving up and pressing her large breasts softly on him as her whole body rocked a little against Sean as she gulped in big mouthfuls of air.. She stayed under his soaked body though, her eyes closed and showing no response to the pin

"Two!"

Sean kept her pinned down. He couldn't remember how many counts until the count out. Was it three? His mind was thinking about it, but at the same time, he was trying to focus on keeping the pin. His own body weight alone, was possibly enough to keep the girl down. Even though he was dead weight at this point. He was just too tired and sore. The girl beat him down quite a bit. Though he had hoped that in the near future, his matches would help him improve. If he was lucky.

He continued to pant against her sex, trying to take a few moments to rekindle his strength. Hopefully, he would be able to.

Layne groaned a little but was good and unconscious after that hard fall through the chair, table and trash can. Sean's whole weight on her doubled over body pressed her into the rubble and only caused more damage as continued to pant deeply, her body moving suggestively up against him as the ref girl counts finally

"Three!"

He groaned a bit still holding her up with his weight in a suggestive position. Upon hearing the three count. He slowly slid off of her with his hot breaths trailing along her sex to her inner thigh and his hands slowly gently sliding out from underneath her. He rested flat on his back for a moment staring at the sky thinking. What a match, that really brought out a lot out of him. He groaned a bit not wanting to get up really. Although the rain felt good to him. He looked over to Layne then to the ref. He was sore, tired, battered. He felt like a Mack truck hit him hard from down hill at top speed with all the weight in the back. He just waited for a second before he would decide to get up.

Layne body finally unfolded, a heavy breath gushing from Layne's lips in a groan as her legs flopped to her floor.. Her body still laying with her damaged back right over the rubble of the trash can, steel chair and table parts... She barely moved apart from her large breasts dipping up and down under her soaked through gray vest, her arms sprawled out to the sides..

The ref girl came over to raise Sean's arm in victory.. Declaring him the winner