Clyde Gastin Vs. Kelli DiVanetti - Hardcore Match

Kissing Kelli, Clyde smirked just as he saw a fire light up in Kelli's eyes before he lifted her up higher, he gave a playful growl as she went to grip the back of his neck, while his chest mashed hard and tight against her large breasts, feeling the cold metal zipper slide along his skin as he squeezed her in the tight bearhug while her breasts threatened to be squeezed from their leather prison like a hot potato.

Finally, Clyde lifted and threw Kelli with all he had, tossing her down in the belly to belly before sending her crashing to the mat on her back.

"Phew!" Clyde smiled and jumped in the air before marching over to Kelli. "Hey! Once this over. We should date sometime. Heh!" Clyde teased before he reached over, making sure to grab two handfulls of Kelli's large, tender and squeezed up breasts before latching his hands on her tits, giving them both a big squeeze before he bent his knees and tried to brutishly haul Kelli up to her feet before he bent his knees further and tried to lift!

"Hnnngh!!" With all his strength, Clyde tried to haul and then lift Kelli up into the air with a breast hanging hold! Squeezing her tits while letting her dangle in the air by her tits.

Kelli grunted out huskily as she lay on the mat in a heep after the suplex, her pain crying out in pain while her while her one nipple still slightly stuck out behind the teeth of the bike zipper in the front. One of her arms reached around behind her to press against her spine, the powerbomb followed by the bear hug and now this...

Clyde came over, taunting her with the idea of a date as he reached down to grab himself two handfuls of her dark bluish purple hair. She clenched her teeth and lifted first into a sitting position on the side of her hip and then up to her knees.. Her bust pressed up to the front of his thighs as she let out a huff right against his belly. As the Itallian started to get drag to her feet further, she suddenly reached up with her bike gloved hands and tried to rake her fingers down across Clyde's face and eyes

Clyde was just lifting Kelli up by her hair, about ready to add more punishment to her, feeling her bust against his thighs as her warm breath against his belly before feeling her gloved hands come down across his eyes and face!!

"Aaauuh!!!" He cried out, clutching his face as he doubled over, his crotch pressed right into her cute face while his belly rested over her shoulder just a bit.

"T-That's dirty!"

Kelli slumped back down into a kneeling position as Clyde was forced to release her hair, instead clutching at his face as he doubled over her body with his chest against her back.

"Deal with it.." Kelli told the cowboy coldly. She reached her hands around the back of Clyde's legs and the knee joint. Her face passed by the front of his crotch momentarily as she ducked her head down and then tried to lift, using her head just under his crotch as leverage to get the cowboy off his feet. The Italian didn't intend to properly support his weight for any length of time, afterall she didn't really have the strength after just taking that suplex earlier.. Instead she tried to fall backwards as soon as she could get him airbourne so as to make him flip over her body and then fall back first down onto the mat with her back ramming down on his chest and abs