Spar- Amy Poford vs Leo Fandero (complete)

Leo continued to kiss her, proving to be much more gentle than she'd expected him to be. She exhaled slowly as Leo pinned her right wrist down over her head and lifted her left leg. She felt Leo push against her through the fabric of their clothes. Put it in, she nearly pleaded.

But she caught herself. Instead, she pulled back her hooked leg and kicked Leo off of her with it, then stood up, turning away so Leo couldn't see her blush. "Jesus, you practically promise a guy you'll sleep with him and he still won't keep his hands off of you. Put it away, you horny bastard, we're not done fighting." Amy tried to massage the red from her face.

Leo got shoved off of her with her foot and let out an "omff!" as she did so. He rolled and got to his feet about the same time as she did and as she turned to cover up her blush from Leo's eyes, Leo would approach her from behind.

Trying to get his arms wrapped around her from behind, his body pressing to her back and the bulge in his pants pressing hotly up against the crack in her butt. She could feel his breath against the side of her neck and his sweat again mingling with hers. His arms slid up her front and hands palmed around her small breasts... It was as if he just couldn't keep his hands to himself for 5 seconds!

But just as Amy might be thinking he was just gonna fondle her up some more instead of get on with the match which was what she had been asking for, his hold will suddenly tighten and he would then try to heave backwards with her body. Attempting to lift her up and over into a German suplex, only with his hands holding onto her breasts for his leverage

Amy wasn't sure how to react to Leo's fondling. She couldn't decide whether to go on with the match or to reciprocate his actions. Just as she decided to discourage Leo's libido with a low blow, Leo surprised her by turning his behind-the-back fondle with a quick German suplex.

Amy crashed down heavily onto the mat and, for a brief few seconds, she blacked out, providing her opponent with the precious time to either bridge a pin or to put Amy in a finisher. Of course, Leo could consider the match over by knockout too.

Leo holds onto her in the bridge position for a moment, his hands just happen to have stayed on her breasts all the way through the German suplex and with her legs folded over her butt sticks up in the air nicely.

But finally he lets go and allows her to flop to the mat, getting up and moving to her side with his back to her so that he can go for the Lionheart finishing move that he wasn't able to attempt before. Leo will try to perform a back flip to land across Amy's hot sweaty body..

Amy came to just as Leo started his jump. The image of Leo falling quickly toward her registered in her mind, but her body wasn't sure how to react. Before she could figure things out, Leo had already splashed down heavily on her tortured upper body, and Amy cried out, nearly passing out again.

"unh.." Leo let out softly as he landed on the body that through out this match, Leo couldn't seem to keep his hands off... He lay across her small chest, panting softly as sweat ran down his body onto her and feeling the warm moistness of her own skin against him.

He slid his hand down the front of her bell to her crotch, his hands almost slipping into the top of her underwear with the way he smoothed his fingers over her mound and against the inside of her upper thigh.. The he'll easy her hand under her left thigh and hook it upwards as he still lay on top of her...

Looking towards her face, he panted against the underside of her chin and started...

"One..."

Amy tried to force her eyes to stay open, staring defiantly at the ceiling, but it was getting hard. She was so close to losing consciousness again. She hardly noticed when Leo's fingers traced her covered sex, but she did notice when Leo started the count.

Amy tried to struggle, but found herself too weak to toss her opponent off.

"Two..."

Leo breathed heavily, Amy's sweaty body struggled a little underneath him but she didn't have enough strength.. Her wriggling actually felt kinda good as it rubbed her breast snugly against his chest, the material covering them feeling nice and moist.. By now he was really aroused too, although also quite tired as well

Leo turned his head to face her, kissing her briefly on the cheek close to the corner of her lips before counting "Three..."

Amy shut her eyes and stopped struggling. She wasn't sure whether to be pleased or disappointed- she felt both emotions.

"Damnit." Amy complained as she tried to shove Leo off of her. "I hate it when you cocky guys are actually good at things."

Leo chuckled at Amy's comment, but as she tried to shove him off her, he'd try to keeps his body pressed down over her in the pin.. His wrist pressing a little against her crotch as he looked over at her face with a grin, his chest puffing out into her breasts as he breathed.

"Going so soon? I kinda liked this position..."