Holly vs Alai

She smirks, and drops into a stance, "One... fall were they called?"

"sure, what ever."

With that, Alai will go forward, and try to lock up with her, if he succeeds, he'll try to throw her over his hip.

She's skilled unough to catch his grapple at her shoulders, staying low and not letting him get any leverage She spreads her arms, leaning up and kissing him on the lips. "Take a good look, I need you ready for the nonwrestling part of the contest."

He takes a good look, his eyes drinking in her entire cleavage, her toned muscles working against his, keeping him at bay, the cute little smirk on her face just before she kissed him.

Little Alai stood at attention...

Alai will be too stunned to react as a torrent of random memories marches through his psyche, leaving him open.

Seeing the opening, she pushes him into the stream of water and against the wall. Her shoulder presses into him, holding him there as his feet try to find purchase on the wet ground, her hands quickly going for the prize, both hands wrapping around the glistening wet length, stroking energetically as water drips off her body over him.

Alai, in his almost catatonic state, could not stop holly from pushing him through the shower to be pinned against the wall, but the impact was enough to nap him out of his funk. Then she grabbed his member, stroking it vigorously causing little Alai to stretch to his full length.

Her ministrations felt good...

Caught up in the atmosphere, he'll cup her chin in one of his hands, lifting her face up to his so he can passionately kiss her on the lips, his other hand stroking her flat tummy before finding her shapely breast, and caressing it lovingly.

She caresses him slowly. Grinning at his touch through her shirt, she smiles. He seems to be going like a pussycat... And his hand felt good... She slides down, releasing the pressure on her shoulder, sliding to her knees and guiding his tip between her tightened lips...

Oh god, this feeling...

his eyes will almost roll into the back of his head when her mouth covers his member, that sensation alone causing him to slide down the wall, until he was on his butt, with the beautiful Holly between his legs, a guttural moan escaping his lips as his rod pulses in her mouth.

He'll start massaging her shoulders until he can remember how to think straight again...

hopefully in time to do something.

And Holly, tongue fluttering over him, head bobbing between his legs, aided by her hands stroking up and down, taking care of what her lips are not currently stroking and her mouth is not currently sucking, is trying her very, very best to distract him.

"Aah, uhg, ...." he'll gasp as the pressure will build up in his member, veins throbbing,his own will barely holding back the approaching flood.

A crazy thought comes to his mind, and for a wild second he'll look at her body shape, and pray to whatever god in heaven is listening that this will throw her off guard.

he'll lean forward, and wrap his arms around her hips. He'll then lift her so that her hips are in his face, with her sex in reach of his mouth.