Lisa Giordanni vs "Mad" Max

Lisa blushes as he gets off her breast. Her slaps had the desired effect of making him get away from her, but she noticed she had went a with a little higher energy than she expected, but not that Max deserved anything less.

"But they're just so big. How can I help myself"

"Damn, this jerk..." Lisa thinks. As she saw him rushing towards her, she quickly raises her elbow, aiming for his chin before he could grab her more.

Max was confident that with the minimal distance between the two of them that there would be little time for Lisa to react to his embarrassing variation on a scoop slam, but a an elbow to his chin stopped his advances just as a hand had brushed across the exposed breast.

"Ahh..damn it!" he shouted as he backed up, grabbing his jaw. His attempts to sexually humiliate the busty Italian were momentarily thwarted and he was practically wide-open for a follow-up attack.

Lisa succeeds in countering his grab attempt by smashing her elbow against his chin. The topless brunette smiles, as now she had a chance to strike him hard.

"Now you're gonna pay, jerk!"

She goes for his waist with her long strong arms, grabbing it and lifting him from the floor. Her bare breasts were squeezed against his torso, and she could feel her nipples still hard. After a brief moment, Lisa goes for the Atomic Drop, smashing his crotch against her knee.

"Take this!"

The elbow had taken Max off-guard, surprising him that Lisa was still fighting back so strongly. Gonna pay? How was she going to make him pay?

Then he found out exactly what she had in mind. Her arms drew him in close as the silver-haired boy was grabbed by the waist. He felt his feet leave the ground and the large breasts press against his torso, soon followed by a screaming pain in his crotch.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Max shouted in pain as his hands shot down to his family jewels, rolling in pain on the mat.

Lisa laughs as Max rolls in pain at the ring. The crowd begins to cheer her as she raises her arms, showing off at her opponent's pain.

"How's that, boy? Seems like I'm too much for you!"

The tall brunette walks towards the fallen silver haired boy and grabs a handful of his hair, before aiming for his face with a hard slap.

Max wasn't in much position to be retaliating at the showing off of Lisa. What a dirty bitch... he thought as he hoped for the pain to subside. However, Lisa decided it was time for him to get to his feet as she grabbed a handful of hair.

Max thought to aim a fist for Lisa's womanhood to return the favor, but the Italian brunette felt it was necessary to follow up with a quick slap to his face, leaving a clear red mark across Max's cheek.

Lisa walks over the fallen Max, decided to make things rougher for him, because he made her embarassed and pissed off when he exposed her boobs to the crowd. The tall brunette grabs his silver mane and pulls him to his knee. Then she noticed his fist raising a little, but she was quick with the hard slap. The boy falls on the ground as he gets hit.

The Italian wrestler was excited with her upper hand, and was pretty sure that her opponent was getting upset. "Some more hits and he will tap out!" She goes for his underwear, trying to grab it and pull against his crotch in a wedgie.

"Take this!"

Lisa was very perceptive in noticing how frustrated Max was getting, adding insult and injury with that hard slap to his face, making him fall to the mat once more. He needed to get back on the offensive, but before he could come up with a plan, he was met with a discomfort between his legs.

His crotch was pressed against his body rather cruelly as Lisa yanked at his boxers in the front wedgie. "Ahhh!! You..fricken...bitch!!" he yelled out as he could feel tears starting to form in his eyes as Lisa continued yanking on his boxers. He just thew a wild punch in hopes that it would connect with Lisa to make her release him.

Lisa was pulling his underwear hard against his crotch, and laughed along with the crowd cheers. "Just give up and I'll stop hurting you!" Then she felt his wild punches hitting her ribs. Enduring the first ones, but then moaning as she got hit by hard ones, she decides to let him go. But first she would take a gift from him. Grabbing it with both hands, Lisa quickly pulls his underwear, trying to embarass the boy and also check out his size, she was kinda curious after all.

"Hmm let's see!"

Max felt as his punches connected and was ready to swing a strong fist at the Italian, but she suddenly dropped him, releasing the wedgie. Max thought he was home free, but it was a part of him that was going to be free. He was letting the pain in his member subside when he felt the sides of his boxers grabbed. Before he knew it, Lisa had pulled them in the other direction, now yanking them off of his body and leaving the silver-haired wrestler completely nude. "Gwah!!!!!!" he yelled as he backed up on the mat, a visible red in his face.

"How...what...damn you!!" The nude Max stammered. Although embarrassed by being the first stripped of his clothes, he did nothing to hide his cock, letting Lisa and the fan girls ogle at what was a flaccid, but above average hammer. "You want a picture? Or a close-up experience?" he would say, trying to regain his confidence while biding himself some time to recompose himself.