Hanging out with my opponent - Kym and Kira

Kym groaned as he started mocking. Kira looked like a kid unpacking a christmas present, and that was pretty funny...

"Oh you jerk...ahahaha..."

That situation wasn't good for the brunette, as his bigger size was making all her squirming just a waste of energy. At least, his hands were busy... but Kym was kinda too dizzy to realize that. So, instead, her female instincts spoke louder and she moved her hands for a crotch claw...trying to figure out how "happy" was Kira.

Kira was very "happy" and the crotch claw just made it worse, although the yelp from the claw did mean he had to let go of her and roll over to her side.

"Damn you...always with your dirty attack isn't it"

He was going to get up, but he felt too dizzy because of all the drink he had from before.

Kym noticed his large boner between his legs as she crushed him with her claw.

"We...not in the ring...baby..." she mumbles, her vision getting blurred for a moment due to the booze. It seems that the couple might have drink too much, and it would not be just an erotic or physical contest, but also a test to see who would endure the effects of the alchool better!

As he stopped stripping her, Kymberly moves both hands to his thorn shit and pulls it ruthlessly, trying to thorn it even more or maybe destroy his clothing.

"Ghaahh!" she growls funnily with the effort.

Kira yelped as he felt her attack his shirt more and more. He tried to lean back to avoid it but before long the clothing had been destroyed and he was now with a bare chest with a few scratches on his chest

"Damn"

The brunette girl was fierce, her nails ripping his shirt and then her hands pulled out the fabric, destroying that clothing once and for all.

"Ahh ahhahah! I got you!" laughed Kym, not caring about destroying his opponent's clothing because of her drunk state.

Then, the brunette would try to get out from under him, squirming and drolling: "Now let me take off that pants!"

Kira gapsed as he was bare and then all of the sudden she had escaped and his jeans were going to get tugged

"Damn it. I wont lose!"

Kym felt the excitement running through her spine as she, due to the distraction made by taking off Kira's shirt, was able to escape from under him, while also beggining to pull off his jeans.

"Hahaha...don't...so sure..." she says, while trying to get on her knees and holding his pants.

But she didn't unbuttoned it, so she moves closer to her opponent and then grabs his crotch, trying to find the buttom or zipper and put his pants down.

Kira gasped as he felt her grab his crotch. He was too drunk and took dazed to strike back. Instead he just squirmed, but all that did was help the buttons unbutton faster

"Damn it..no..not losing..can't lose in my own bed!"

Kym's eyes widened in excitement as the pants began to unbuttom. The brunette quickly grabbed the fabric and began to energically pull it from his thighs, trying to take off the second piece of clothing of Kira. She would make things even with that, he was just halfway of removing her bra and she would be also halfway of removing his pants.

And now Kymberly was the one on top, she laughed with his strugglings but she herself also felt pretty dizzy, and when the pants reached the knees she took some time trying to figure out how to keep pulling them. She gets out of the bed, and then pull the clothing ruthlessly, falling on the floor but hoping that she would be able to take it off as she felt on the ground.

"Ghh!" Either way, she remains dazed on the floor for a moment.

He gapsed as he felt his pants get ripped of. He just lay there laughing,

"I am losing..why the hell are you beating me. You are not supposed to win!"

He quickly shot up and looked at her