Clyde Gastin Vs. Kelli DiVanetti - Hardcore Match

Clyde blushed just faintly as he felt Kelli's warm breath tickle the corner of his mouth and bare cheek, the two of them hugging eachother for a moment with their arms wrapped tight around and their chests mashed togther before he flung her overhead partially on top of that stop sign with the suplex!

Sitting up instantly after doing so, Clyde looked over at Kelli as she sat up before he rose to his feet, went over, put his boot down on her chest to flatten her before he ran for the ropes and leaped at the one in the middle and sprung right off of it! Flipping in mid air back towards Kelli, trying to land right across her with a springboard moonsault!

Kelli's head lulled slowly to one side, her bust rising and falling gently as she panted for breath... At least it did until Clyde came over and continued his assault on her poor breasts. This time his boot was placed right on top of them, forcing her back flat against the mat before usingit as a stepping stone to walk over on his way towards the ropes..

"Arghh!!" Kelli let out, the upper half of her body lifting up a bit as he removed foot from her chest and then took off in a run towards the ropes. Kelli had her arm draped across her boobs again, eyes catching the sight of theTexan leaping onto the ropes to use them as a spring board. With a deep grunt of effort, the Italian tomboy heaved her body into a roll away from Clyde, trying to leave him withnothing but the firm canvas to splash his front down upon

Clyde flipped through the air, sailing high as he bounced off the ropes and came right for Kelli as the crowd roared for the cowboy's acrobatic display before he came crashing down hard on the hard mat as the Italian Rebellion Hellion rolled right out of the way and avoided the champ's splash!

"BWUUGHH!!" Clyde hit the mat with a loud booming crash, his body giving a limp bounce before he settled on the mat and hugged his abdomen, writhing in pain after hitting the flat canvas, feeling a huge chunk of air knocked from his lungs.

"Uuhhh..."

Kelli propped herself up on her left arm, the right pressing over her bust line as she huffed out and looked across at Clyde. Another twang of anger came to her mind as she clenched herself and pulled herself fully upright.

Walking over up along beside him, the Itallian reached down and gripped two handfuls of the cowboy's hair so as to pull him upwards. But before Clyde could be drawn fullly to his feet and was still down on one knee... Kelli stretched one leg back behind herself to gain as much momentum as she could muster up, then lunged forwards and twisted her body sharply.

Her firm leather clad hips and the side of her butt cheek bulldozed forwards straight into the side of Clyde's head with a meaty *Thump*, Kelli released his hair at the moment of impact and allowed herself to take a step or two forwards to pretty much step over his body after ramming into him

"U-Uughhh..!!" Clyde groaned as Kelli grabbed two handfuls of his messy blonde hair, feeling the pain in his scalp, forcing the cowboy up onto one knee while Kelli stretched her leg back, his dazed eyes starting to widen as he saw Kelli's angry face scowling at him before she suddenly... Lunged forward!

"BWUUGHH!!" Clyde head was soon blasted hard by Kelli's firm, meaty and tight leather clad hips as her butt cheek blasted the boy in the side of his face and head. The impact scrunching his face up as his eyes rolled back from getting steamrolled by Kelli!

The crowd gave a loud: "Ooooh!!!" As they watched Clyde get run over and fall flat on his back on the canvas. "U-UUnnffff...." He groaned as he lay under Kelli, staring up at her ass, lifting his head once before it flopped back to the canvas, completely dazed and laid out from her hard hip attack!

Kelli scrapped the soles of her feet against the canvas so that her heels came close to Clyde's face, mimicking the action of someone wiping their feet off on a house mat. Turning to face him, she sent down a couple of quick but harsh stomps against his chest, making sure that he stayed down flat on his back before she took off towards the ropes directly behind her.

Bouncing off of them and keeping up her momentum, The Italian Rebellion Hellion rushed back over to the downed cowboy and then leaped into the air at the last minute right over Clyde..

"ARRRRRHHH!!!" She yelled out in a fierce battle cry as she kicked her legs out and came down with the underside of her thigh and underside of her butt cheek right over Clyde's face for a leg drop

Clyde felt Kelli's feet scrape near his face while he was still dazed from the booty check to his face that left him dazed on the mat. He would have honestly rose up if not for the several stomps he suddenly began to take from the rough biker!

"Agh! Ngh! Augh!" Each stomp to his chest had him crying and twisting from each blow until he remained flat on his back while Kelli took off for the ropes and then came right back, leaping high as Clyde lay against the mat, looking up to see Kelli's smooth, leather clad ass coming right down over his face, hard!

"BWWUMPHH!!" With a muffled cry, Clyde was crushed by the full weight of Kelli! Her smooth thigh and tight butt cheek smushing his face! The impact had his lower body kicking upwards before his legs flopped to the mat as Clyde lay under Kelli's thigh and ass cheek, his face turned towards her leather clad butt, panting smooth, warm pants towards her rump as his chest rose and fell.

Kelli stayed down after the leg drop, shuffling her hips very lightly to grind the underside of her ass and thigh into Clyde's faceasifto illustrate just who was in control here. Finally however she got to her feet, reaching down for two handfuls of the Texan's hair to drag him up to his feet by.

The scrappy little Itallian drew Clyde back over to the steel chair that was laying on the mat, he had thwarted herearlier attempt, but this time would be different.. Yanking down on his hair, Kelli hooked her arm over and around the back of her opponents neck in a front headlock position. Moving her other hand over to grip at the side of his shortts, Kelli tried to heave up and fall backwards... Aiming to drill the top of Clyde's head into the flat steel chair for a spike DDT

"Mrr-Mf.f.." Still dazed under Kelli, Clyde gave a muffled groan as he felt her hips shift to grind her ass thigh further into his face, subtly rocking his face along with the roll of her hips, blowing cool air against the groove of her tight fitting leather clad ass before she got up and grabbed the cowboy by the hair.

"A-Auuh..." Clyde's eyes fluttered and he groaned as he was pulled up by his hair, forced to stand on his wobbly, bowed legs as Kelli dragged him over, hooking his head under her arm as Clyde's own arms wrapped around her tight waist before she suddenly heaved and dropped back!

"GUHH!!!" In an instant, Clyde's skull was rung! His eyes rolling up as the top of his skull was drilled into the steel chair with a horrible metallic *CLANG* upon impact! The cowboy taking the DDT head first where he rolled foward onto his back before rising into a seated position with a glazed look in his eyes before he just limply fell back, his arms laid out as is side as he stared up at the ceiling with a pair of dazed eyes! Nearly KO'd by the DDT on the steel chair that now had him sprawled out! The only thing moving on the cowboy was the rising of his chest as he panted in and out repeatedly.

Kelli let out a deep breath as she planted the Texan right into the center of that flattened out steel chair, she rolled over onto her knees while Clyde was still propped up lifelessly in a sitting position... As the cowboy slowly flopped backwards, the Italian reached out to grasp onto his shoulder and help drag him down onto his back..

Aggressively the tomboyish girl flung herself down on top of Clyde, her partially opened chest area and sore breasts stuffing right into his face as she reached her gloved hand around the back of his head and gripped at his hair to help assert her control over him

"Count him ref, he's done!" She demanded as she pinned him down, the back of his head and shoulders pressed against the steel chair that she had only just drilled him into