This is the result of an e-mail match worked up by Magoo and Bandit. See more of Bandit’s Melissa under his name above.

Magoo does the intro.

Melissa is a 5’6” blonde, 28y.o., 125 lbs, 36C-24-36, pussy blonde and neatly trimmed.
Likes to wrestle and dominate other women in front of Bandit and her opponent's bf or husband. She is deceptively strong and very fast. He has instructed her on many moves and she has a vast repertoire of punishing and submission holds. Wrestling makes her very horny especially when she is in control of her opponent. Loves to watch her opponent struggle and talks some trash.
Weaknesses. Melissa is very ticklish. Does not like to have her hair pulled.

Dottie, 60 y.o., 38D, 140 lbs, 5”4, broad shouldered, extremely fit and strong, averages 2 hours a day working out and often will go bike riding with me after her 2 hours – I have 21 speeds and she has one and she has no trouble keeping up with me. She is very tan. She has taken very good care of her skin over the years and has very smooth skin. Old ladies have come up to her in a bar and wanted to feel her skin. In spite of all this, she has a soft belly and her arms look soft until she flexes. She has fought only once since she was a teen and that one she lost to Joan – badly. Her legs are clean and powerful and she has many ways to use them. She often makes me tap out when she uses her legs on my neck/head. She also has remarkable leverage, I weigh close to 200 and when she gets on top of me, I can’t roll her off.
She is vulnerable in 3 areas, the soft belly, a hammerlock, I was trying to get her off me one day and I very easily put her in a hammerlock and with only slight pressure she was hurting. Also, a toe hold on the right leg. You can bend her leg so the calf touches the thigh, but any further pressure causes extreme pain.

Magoo begins to call the match: The match will take place in my spare empty bedroom. It is now an exercise room with a thick mat covering the total floor area, about 14’x14’. Dottie uses it regularly and is a perfect place for a wrestling match. The only thing better would be theatre seating but we can’t have everything. The walls are plain white and the room is bright. Dottie is barefoot and wearing a tank top and shorts. Bandit and I are waiting with Dottie in the bedroom. Melissa enters and she is naked. She smiles at Dottie and says, “You don’t think you are going to keep those clothes on do you?” Dottie just stares at the fantastic body of this young woman. She has the figure of a model with soft creamy skin and large firm globular breasts with large erect pink nipples that point straight out at you. Her neatly trimmed pussy is inviting. She doesn’t look like much of a fighter but she is sleek and confident. I know her body turns me on and I think it turns on Dottie as well.

Bandit and I have come up with some rules. This would be submissions only, minimum thirty minute match. After a submission there would be a thirty second break. The clock would run during the break. No biting, scratching, punching, eye-gouging, or anything that was likely to to cause blood loss or broken bones. A submission could be indicated by slapping on anything that the woman can reach. Bandit and I were not to interfere except to break a hold after a submission or if a woman was in obvious distress and could not submit. Choking and hair pulling would be allowed. This would be to Dottie’s advantage because her short, salt and pepper hair would be hard to grab and Melissa’s long blonde hair made her vulnerable. Melissa asked, “Can I delay releasing her after a submission to make her take her clothes off.” Dottie did not look too comfortable with that but I quickly said yes. The winner of the match would be whoever had the most submissions at the end of the thirty minutes. In case of tie, they would continue for one more submission.

Magoo: Bandit and I back up against a wall and Melissa said, “Let’s get it on old lady.” and moved toward Dottie. Dottie shot her hand out past Melissa’s head in a try for a headlock. Moving incredibly fast, Melissa slapped Dottie’s arm aside, spun around, wrapped an arm around Dottie’s neck, pulled her down and secured a side headlock. She got Dottie’s temples in the crook of her arm, pushed up on one hand with the other and applied the pressure. Dottie gave a yelp of pain. Then Melissa really got into it. She put on one hell of a bicep show as she applied the pressure. Dottie’s tears ran over Melissa’s elbow. Then Melissa begins rocking her arm back and forth on Dottie’s temple. Dottie begins whimpering, ”Oh god it hurts.” Melissa says “It’s supposed to hurt, sissy, do you give up.” “No, no”, Dottie whines. Then Dottie reaches up Melissa’s back in an attempt to grab her hair. Melissa feels Dottie grabbing at the tips, bends forward to pull her hair away, pivots a hip into Dottie and hip tosses her to the floor. Dottie comes down hard on her buns and sits there stunned. Melissa is on her right away, grabbing her with an arm around her throat from behind, pulling her to her knees, pulls her head back against her chest and applies a choke. Dottie again reaches for Melissa’s hair but can’t reach it. Melissa is again putting on a bicep show. Her legs look pretty good too as her whole body seems to be straining. Dottie does not seem to be breathing at all and slaps at her own body to indicate submission. Melissa relaxes slightly and tells Dottie, “Lose the pants sissy”. Dottie takes no action and Melissa immediately tightens up again. Dottie struggles to loosen her shorts and pushes them down to her knees. “The thong too, sissy” Melissa tells her. Dottie pushes that down and Melissa eases the choke. Dottie gasps for breath as Melissa begins to back up, dragging Dottie by the neck. “All the way off”, Melissa tells her. Struggling to get her feet under her, Dottie has a hard time shedding the clothes. Melissa just smiles as Dottie struggles. Finally she manages to kick the clothes clear. Melissa lets her drop and Dottie sits there crying in humiliation.

Bandit; Melissa wanders over to where we are and takes a sip of water. Magoo’s eyes are huge as they scan the blonde’s glorious body up close.
“This is like beating up my mother.” She said as she wanders back toward her opponent.
Dottie is still sitting on the mat trying to collect herself. She is nude from the waist down exposing a dark haired, untrimmed pussy. It is a stark contrast to her salt and pepper hair up top.
“Ok babe. Break is over.”
Melissa grabs a handful of her opponent’s hair and casually drags her to her feet. Too casually because Dottie suddenly fights back. She wraps her arms around the blonde’s knees and dumps Melissa onto her back roughly. The older woman tries to climb aboard the blonde but Melissa blocks the attempt by wrapping her legs around her opponent’s waist. Dottie stands up trying to free herself from the tight grip. In desperation, the mature woman grabs two handfuls of soft thigh flesh at back of Melissa’s legs and squeezes.
Melissa squeals in pain as the tender flesh is tortured. She releases the body scissors, pulls her legs away and rolls over onto her hands and knees and tries to scamper away. She doesn’t get far as Dottie throws her considerable bulk across her opponent’s upper back. The blonde is crushed and winded by the sudden maneuver as she lay on the mat on her stomach like road kill.
Dottie quickly takes advantage. She straddles Melissa’s back then hooks the blonde’s left arm in hers and applies a tight chin lock with the other. She pulls back on the neck and squeezes, intent on torturing the blonde. Melissa is in distress. She paddles her legs and tries to twist her head. Her naked buttocks jiggle as she struggles.
Dottie whispers into Melissa’s ear.” What was that about beating up your mother?” “Maybe I should turn you over my knee and spank you like a bad girl.”
Melissa took the opportunity to sink her right hand into the hair on the top of the older woman’s head. Dottie hollers as it seems like it is being pulled out her head. Now it is a matter of wills. Who would be able to withstand the pain.
The blonde finally wins the battle as Dottie releases her hold and is pulled off by the hair. Both women scramble to their knees and mutually attack. They wrap their arms around each other in a bear hug. Now it is Dottie’s turn to show her biceps. Their breasts are crushing each other in an attempt to gain an advantage. That big soft upper arm hides a huge bicep. They strain to upset each other for the longest time, but it is Melissa that uses her slight height advantage to finally tip her opponent over and onto her back.
Melissa can’t hold the heavier woman down, though, and is soon rolled to the bottom.
Another mad thrashing of legs as Melissa manages to escape from her opponent’s grasp. Both girls return to their knees. Dottie strikes first, hooking the rattled blonde in a front face lock. Using her powerful legs, Dottie pulls Melissa to her feet and crunches down on the headlock.
The blonde struggles to pull free but she is hooked well. Her huge breasts like giant pendulums, the nipples pink and erect.
Suddenly, Melissa is free. She had forced her right hand down onto Dottie’s exposed crotch and grabbed a handful of pubic hair and pulled. The older woman was shocked and pulled away.
“You bitch!” complained Dottie, coming after the blonde with vengeance on her mind.
Melissa has done this many times; using her opponent’s uncontrolled attack as a weapon against her. Dottie reaches out on the attack and tries to bury her hands into Melissa’s hair. Melissa uses her opponent’s forward momentum, arm bars Dottie’s left arm and plants her face first on the mat. Before Dottie can blink, the blonde rolls into a straddle aboard her opponent’s back and at the same time applying a back hammerlock on the same left arm. This is one of Dottie’s weaknesses and Melissa is exploiting it. Melissa forced the arm up between Dottie’s shoulder blades and with a little lift on the elbow, the mature victim quickly howls in submission.
Melissa releases the arm and moves both arms above her opponents head. She grabs the bottom of the tank top and wrestles it off over the older woman’s head and tosses it away like an old rag. Dottie was left in bra only. Quickly, Melissa unhooks the garment and roughly removes it and tosses it aside
“I want to see what a set of 38Ds look like at age 60.” smirks Melissa.
Melissa stands up leaving her opponent prone on the mat face down. She again wanders over to Magoo and I.
“I thought your girl would be tougher than that, Magoo. Maybe she is getting too old for fighting.” Melissa smirks as she watches Dottie struggle up to her knees, massaging her arm. “She’s down two falls and the future does not look good.”
Dottie glared over at the blonde. Her 38d’s are unleashed. They are huge, but now sag without the support of a bra and the effect of gravity. Her nipples point downward now and are rock hard.

Magoo: I look at Bandit who is keeping time. Only 7 minutes gone and the 30 seconds is up. Melissa turns toward Dottie who has a very determined look on her face. Before Melissa is ready, Dottie charges into her, slamming her shoulders into the blondes ribs and driving her into the wall, right between Bandit and I as we scramble out of the way. “Uuummmmph”, the air rushes out of Melissa. Dottie drops to one knee, wraps her arms around Melissa’s thighs right below her butt and stands up with Melissa over her shoulder. Then she begins bouncing Melissa, driving her shoulder into the blonde’s belly. Each time Melissa gives out a gasp. Lord, I love to watch Dottie’s powerful leg muscles when she flexes under strain like this. Suddenly Dottie freezes as Melissa grabs hold of the soft skin around her waist. She tosses Melissa over her shoulder and she crashes hard to the floor, ending on her back. Dottie wastes no time as she jumps on Melissa and plants a shin across her throat. Melissa manages to get both hands under Dottie’s leg and relieve the pressure enough to allow her to roll out, As she tries to sit up, Dottie grabs her by the throat and slams her violently to the mat, then dives on her, wrapping both arms around the blonde head and burying Melissa’s face in her tits. Dottie spreads her legs wide so Melissa can’t roll her. As Melissa begins squirming violently underneath her, Dottie presses her crotch into the blonde’s belly. Melissa grabs Dottie’s bicep and crunches it while also grabbing her hair. At this point Dottie will endure any pain to keep her hold on Melissa. She keeps her forehead pressed tightly to the floor above Melissa and ignores the pain in her bicep. Melissa’s hand slips out of Dottie’s hair as her body slows down. Her hand slaps desperately at Dottie’s back to submit. Dottie sits up on her, squirming to rub her snatch into the blonde’s belly. She smiles at Melissa and says, “Did your mamma ever do that to you hon. These big tits come in handy some time”.

Dottie goes to the wall and leans on it, watching Bandit for the signal to continue. Melissa wastes no time getting to her feet but is still gasping for breath. She keeps a wary eye on Dottie. Bandit waves Dottie in and she again charges across the floor after Melissa. Melissa, still trying to get her breath, is ready for this charge, steps aside slightly, grabs Dottie’s head and drives her back into the wall, slamming the back of her head into the wall. Dottie’s knees buckle but Melissa grabs her by the throat and pins her to the wall. She holds Dottie there for a short period as she gets her breath back but then pulls Dottie away from the wall and gets another side headlock on her. She spends about a minute, giving us another bicep show as she works Dottie’s head. Then she drags Dottie over to me, tilts Dottie’s head up so I can see the tears streaming from her eyes and asks, “what would you like me to do to mommy dearest now”. I have no problem answering this. “I would like to see you get a head scissors on each other. You both have very sexy legs and I would like to see whose are stronger.” Melissa considers this for a couple seconds and says, “why not”. With that, Melissa hip tosses Dottie violently to the floor. She looks at me and says, “That ought to numb her legs a little. Time for me to go to work.” As Dottie sits there shocked, Melissa cups her hand under Dottie’s chin and pulls it back between her thighs, drops to her knees, then dives on top of Dottie, burying her face in Dottie’s thighs. Dottie may be somewhat disoriented but she knows what to do with a head on her thighs. She brings her legs up, clamps Melissa between her thighs, locks her ankles and snaps her legs out straight. Melissa gives a muffled cry of pain from between Dottie’s thighs as Dottie applies the pressure. Dottie tries to roll Melissa over but Melissa, anticipating this, has her arms stretched out to prevent it. I glance over at Bandit and can tell he is thinking pretty much the same as me. These are 2 magnificent pairs of legs. Dottie has the bigger muscles but Melissa’s look harder and more defined. Dottie’s hands then begin caressing the hardness of Melissa’s butt. I can tell she is turned on when she starts squirming. If Dottie does not get an early submission with her scissors, she gets tired in a hurry. With no tap out from Melissa, she unlocks the scissors. As Melissa starts to push herself up, Dottie wraps one leg around the back of her head and slams the other foot under Melissa’s chin, tilting her head back and pressing on her throat. Dottie has gotten this hold on me, and even though I have to be stronger than Melissa, I could not use my strength to break this hold. Melissa is showing no sign of getting any air. She is going to have to cause Dottie some extreme pain to escape this one.

Bandit: The blonde is in serious distress. Dottie doesn’t realize how powerful her legs are and neither did Melissa till now. The muscles ripple as she presses her foot as hard as she can on Melissa’s throat. Melissa has no choice but to tap Dottie’s legs in submission. Although the blonde was on top, she certainly was not in control.
Melissa gets to her feet holding her neck, coughing and choking. The blonde has gone from cruising to losing the last two falls to the older woman who seemed to be coming on.
“Nice legs, eh” muses Dottie, rubbing her rock hard thighs erotically.
Dottie is confident now as the two women circle each other at a distance. After losing her bra, I thought she would be in trouble, but the opposite has happened. Melissa had a new found respect for this woman’s abilities now, but is still confident in her own abilities.
They ease closer to one another. Then Melissa used one of her old tricks. She looks suddenly towards the window. “Look at that” she said. Dottie, instinctively, looks, and that is all the blonde needs. She quickly gets behind Dottie and locks her into a full nelson before the mature woman can react. Melissa has her fingers laced and the hold locked in perfectly. Her two inches height advantage and long arms allows her to torture poor Dottie. The pressure on the back of older woman’s neck was mounting. Dottie writhes, twists and struggles to free herself. Those huge breasts are flopping around wildly as she tries to break free. Melissa almost lifts her opponent off the mat, making Dottie wince in pain. Dottie tries to break the hold by jamming her heel down on Melissa’s instep, but she misses.
Melissa finally pulls her opponent back into a sitting position on the mat and wraps her long powerful legs around Dottie’s middle from behind. Instead of locking her ankles, she slid them in between her opponent’s thighs. Dottie is at a bad disadvantage now. She is still stuck in the tight full nelson.
Melissa locks her ankles and twists Dottie over onto her left side. The blonde maintains the full nelson and is squeezing the older woman’s middle for all she was worth. Melissa releases the full nelson and allows Dottie to roll onto her stomach. This maneuver allows the blonde to really apply the pressure to her opponent’s mid section. Dottie winces as she struggles to get free. She reaches down to try and unlock Melissa’s ankles and then squeezes her leg. Every time she does this, Melissa pulls Dottie’s head back by the hair, causing the older woman to yelp in pain. Dottie reaches out with her other arm and tries to grab at Melissa; anything to make her release this devastating body scissors.
Dottie is toughing out the hold but was having trouble breathing now. A sharp whack was heard as Melissa smacked the bare buttocks of her opponent. Dottie withstands the hold barely. Melissa’s legs are fatiguing and she relinquishes the hold just in time because Dottie looks almost ready to tap out. Melissa scrambles to a sitting position on her opponent’s back and cups Dottie’s chin in her hands and pulls back with all her might. Dottie moans at this new torture as her neck is pulled back at an incredible angle. Melissa pulls with all her might. Dottie’s huge breasts almost clear the mat but still she does not submit.
Once again, Melissa’s arms tire. She drops the hold, letting Dottie flop onto the mat. Melissa gets to her feet and hauls her opponent up to her knees by the hair. Dottie protests but that is just the beginning. Melissa grabs her opponent’s upper arms and forces her back down onto the mat, but this time she hooks in a proper camel clutch. Melissa rocks back, applying tremendous pressure to her opponent’s back and neck. Her feet positioned and braced on each side of Dottie’s head. This time, the older woman’s elongated nipples cleared the mat. Dottie fought as long as she could, but finally her back and neck would take no more punishment. She submitted with a frantic tapping on Melissa’s shin.. The razzle- dazzle allows Melissa to take the advantage early and never relinquish it. I doubt Dottie will fall for that again.
Melissa leaves her opponent laying on the mat face down and in distress.
The break passes way too fast for Dottie. She is just struggling to her knees at edge of the mat as Melissa approaches. She is holding her back and rubbing her neck.
Melissa is confident that she has her opponent in trouble and is about to have some fun with her. She approaches Dottie casually and pulled her to her feet by the hair.
“You looked finished, mommy, but we still have some unfinished business.” says Melissa.
Melissa grabs Dottie in a side headlock and easily leads her opponent to the middle of the mat.

Magoo: Melissa says, “Now I’m going to give you a little of your own medicine.” Melissa pulls Dottie in front of her and buries Dottie’s face in her tits. She wraps both arms around Dottie’s neck and bends her over backward, forcing her to her knees. A strange muffled sound comes from between Melissa’s tits as Dottie is both smothered and has her neck bent back 90 degrees. Melissa tells her, “Mommy, you’re mine now, but when you tap out, it will mean you want to suck on my nipple”. This causes us to notice Melissa’s nipples which seem to have grown. Dottie waves her hand once in the air, then taps on Melissa’s shoulder. Melissa unwraps her arms from Dottie’s neck. She holds Dottie’s face in her hands and looks down at her. Dottie just lunges towards Melissa’s nipple and begins sucking. Her hands explore the hardness of Melissa’s butt and thighs. Then she reaches between Melissa’s thighs and searches for her hardened clit. Melissa spreads her feet so Dottie can get in there. Dottie begins stroking. Melissa stands on her toes and gives a moan of passion. Dottie looks up at Melissa and says, “I want to suck this for you.”

Bandit: Melissa looks at the ceiling, enjoying the attention that Dottie is giving her body. She massages her own breasts gently and passionately. Another woman knows exactly what to do. The older woman wraps her arms around the blonde’s thighs and, with a twist of her body, she forces the blonde onto her back on the mat. Dottie forces Melissa’s legs apart with her arms which exposes a gaping, pink, wet pussy. Dottie lays out flat on her stomach between those gorgeous legs and uses her tongue to stimulate the rock hard clit she just exposed. Occasionally, the older woman trails her tongue along the blonde’s inner thighs, making Melissa moan in ecstasy and massage her breasts slowly.
Dottie slowly slithered up the young blonde’s body, titillating her as she went with her skilled flicking tongue, finally reaching those swollen orbs. Dottie gently seizes the blonde’s wrists and pins her arms to the mat beside Melissa’s head. She savors the blonde’s huge pink pointing nipples as they point at ceiling. Slowly and deliberately, the older woman takes first one nipple and then the other, rolling them between her teeth gently and flicking the tip with her tongue. Melissa is in ecstasy. Her nipples are very sensitive and this woman knew exactly how to exploit them. Dottie’s nipples graze the smooth flat belly of the blonde, making both women shiver with excitement.
Suddenly, Melissa throws her head back and rolls her eyes up into her head, exposing her creamy throat. She moans loudly. It looks like she has been forced to orgasm. Dottie is enjoying this. She squirms up on the blonde’s body. Dottie moves her legs to the outside of Melissa’s. The older woman trails her flicking tongue up the throat of the young blonde and stops at her lush lips. They are breast to breast; pussy to pussy. Dottie stretches her opponent’s arms out pins them to the mat above her head at a forty-five degree angle and gently kisses her gently on the lips.
“Did you come, you little tramp?” questions Dottie.
There is no answer; no need for an answer.
Without warning and with the grace of a cat, the older woman secures a perfect school girl pin position on her unsuspecting opponent. She holds the blonde’s arms flat to the mat by the wrists, pinned out at a forty five degree angle from her body. Dottie’s shins dig into her opponent’s biceps; her powerful thighs prevent Melissa’s head from moving. Dottie is sitting high on the blonde’s chest, Her bushy pussy tucks under the blonde’s chin in a menacing position. Melissa’s gorgeous breasts, the nipples which had been skillfully teased just moments ago, are fully exposed and pointing helplessly at the ceiling.
Melissa comes to life, as she realizes she has been maneuvered into a vulnerable position. She kicks her legs and bridges and twists her strong body, trying to unseat her opponent. The orgasm had sucked the strength from the blonde and it appears her efforts are hopeless.
“What the hell are you doing?” “Get off!” ordered the blonde, wriggling helplessly.
“Your turn to be tricked, honey-bunch.” “I have full control now.” “Are you ready to submit?” laughs the dominating woman.
“NO! Get off.” orders Melissa, and struggles some more.
Dottie slowly and methodically engulfs the blonde’s beautiful face under her powerful crotch. This brings a renewed struggle from Melissa as her air is cut off by Dottie’s smothering tactics. Melissa’s breasts bounce and giggle as she digs her feet into the mat and twists her body hopelessly. Dottie moves back just off the face to allow Melissa to breathe. The blonde sucks in vast quantities of air.
“Ready to give up?” asks Dottie.
There is no answer. Dottie once again resumes the punishment, smothering the life out of the gorgeous blonde. She grinds her crotch into the face of her captive, enjoying the sensation on her wet pussy and listening to the blonde protest under her. Dottie slides back off her face as Melissa stops fighting. The blonde hyper-ventilates as she is given air again.
“I give!’ snaps Melissa, not wanting any more of Dottie’s cruel punishment.
Dottie releases the wrists and sits straight up on Melissa’s chest and places her hands on her hips, and looks down into the reddened and wet face of her opponent and smiles. I could only imagine what the view was from Melissa’s position, but I’m sure she had a close up view of a monster pussy and those mountainous breasts.
Dottie gets to her feet and wanders over to me. I have a tent in my pants that is very noticeable.
“Bandit, your girl friend is hot. You are a lucky guy. I had a lot of fun making her come.” crows Dottie.
“We had a lot of fun watching.” I said.
“It’s not over yet.” promises Dottie, as she turns toward the centre of the mat.
Melissa sits up on the mat and tries to groom her face. It is red and covered her opponent’s juices. She pulls pubic hairs out of her mouth. The blonde scrambles to her feet as Dottie approaches.
“Let’s have a test of strength.” suggests Dottie.
“Oh, you would love that, wouldn’t you.” he blonde answers.
“Come on, ”encourages the older woman. You not woman enough?” “You are taller than me and your arms are longer, so you should have an advantage before we even start.”
Dottie is standing with her feet apart and her hands raised, her fingers spread waiting for Melissa to lock hands. Dottie forgets to mention her own legs were like steel cables and extra weight. Melissa never thought about it as she accepts the challenge. Both women are wary of each other as they carefully come together and finally lock hands.
Neither woman seems to be gaining any advantage at the start. These are two strong combatants, but only one could win. Dottie is putting her powerful legs to good use as she slowly drives the blonde backwards. The girls are close to the wall when, suddenly, Melissa turns her opponent and drives her against the wall. Dottie is pinned tightly, her arms spread like a crucifix. Melissa holds her opponent tightly as their wholesome breasts mash together. The blonde’s firmer breasts seem to be winning the boob battle as the girls struggle on the wall.
Dottie is desperate. She is losing this struggle. She uses the wall as a brace and pushes out with her butt. I am amazed as the older woman, using those powerful legs like pistons, drives her opponent back to the middle of the mat.
Now it is only a matter of time. Both girls’ arms are burning under the strain and their wrists are weakening, but who would overpower the other?

Dottie: My arms can’t take any more. Melissa brings them down in front of us, then forces me up onto my toes. She smiles at me, then suddenly drags me forward, drops onto her back and shoots her legs up onto my shoulders. One leg wraps around my head and pulls me toward her crotch. I twist hard and her legs shoot out into a scissors. Her thigh is across my throat. I can’t breathe. She twists her body and slams her legs to the mat. I end up face down, looking at the mat. She increases the pressure. That thigh on my throat feels like a warm stone. I try to tap out. She is still holding my hands. I begin to panic. Then she releases a hand. I am so screwed up I don’t know what to do. Then my hand finds her calf. I slap at it weakly. She releases me and I turn my head and lay my cheek on the inside of her thigh.

I am gasping and coughing, trying to get my breath. I am looking right into her wet, blonde pussy. I want to bury my face in there. Then I look up past her hard erect tits at her face. She is up on one elbow smiling at me – that is one scary smile. “How much time left, Bandit?” she asks. “About 6 and a half minutes, hon.” “Well keep an eye on that 30 second time, I want to hurt her bad in the time left.” Bandit says, “You’re good now.” I try to move but Melissa grabs me by the hair, lifts my head, moves her leg and slams my face into the mat. Then she is on her knees, still holding my hair. This time she lifts me higher and again slams my face into the mat. Now she is grinding it in the mat. I am about to tap out when she lets go. I am not a wimp. I do not want this match to end with a bunch of tap outs. I am still on my belly when she grabs my wrist – I am expecting another hammerlock. Instead I feel her feet contact my body, one on my neck the other on my ribs just below my arm. She begins twisting and stretching, I give an involuntary scream. “Please no more. I give up.” Still she tortures my arm - “Say my name, sissy.” I begin sobbing, “Please Melissa, no more, I give up, it hurts so bad.” She gives my arm another twist and pull, I scream again. Then she lets it go. I lay there sobbing. Then I roll over trying to move away from her. She gets to her feet and straddles my body. I lay on my back looking up at the evil smile on her pretty face. Then she watches Bandit. Apparently he gave her the signal to continue because she again explodes into action.

(5 minutes remaining.)

She grabs my foot and twists it, forcing me to turn on my belly. She drops down and gets my thigh between hers and begins rubbing her crotch into it. She pulls my shin between her tits and bunches them around my leg, holding my leg in place with a tight grip on my ankle. She begins caressing my calf. “Oh mommy, I love this calf. To bad you weren’t able to do more with it. I could probably give myself another orgasm right now but I really want to hurt you bad.” With that she begins crunching my calf with her strong hands. Ohhhh. It hurts, but not bad enough to make me give up. Another explosion of motion. She twists my foot again forcing me on my back, plants a foot in my crotch and wiggles it. It turns me on. She sits up and tucks my ankle in her armpit then leans back, her foot still pushing into my crotch. She is going to tear my leg off. “Please, Melissa. I give.” Another bit of pressure and she releases me. Again she stands over me, this time just watching Bandit. I try to get up but with one arm and one leg useless, I can’t even get to my hands and knees. I roll over and stare up at her sexy, young body. I feel a twinge in my pussy.

(3 minutes left)

Bandit must have given her the ok because, again she bursts into motion. Two hands in my hair, She pulls me to my feet. I can hardly stand. A headlock, quick pressure, then a hip toss. I crash down hard on my buns. I am helpless, I just sit there. She repeats. Hair pull, head lock, hip toss. I sit there crying. She clamps a hand on my face and slams me backward in the mat, slamming my head hard. I hear Bandit say, two minutes left, hon. Melissa, sits on my chest and pulls my face up between her thighs. She briefly rubs her pussy in my face then rolls, pulling my head up until my chin rests on her pelvis. Then her thighs clamp on my neck like a vice. My throat is pressed into her pussy, I can barely breathe. She has me on my belly, my head tilted back, the tops of her thighs pushing my head one way, the bottoms pushing down on my shoulders. I feel like my head is going to come loose from my shoulders. Lord, the pain. I look up past her tits, to her face. God those nipples are large. She is up on her elbows watching my face. The smile is gone, She has a very passionate look on her face. She squirms rubbing her crotch into my throat. I caress the hardness of her flexing upper thighs, run one hand up over her abs and then run my palm over her nipple, circling it. She grabs my hand and squeezes it into her tit. She apparently wants me to hurt it. I grab it hard. The erotic look on her face increases. I am also terribly turned on. My pussy starts to twinge, I am going to orgasm. Yes, yes, but everything seems to be going dark …

Bandit: “Times up, hon.” I state. Melissa has totally taken control of Dottie. Melissa releases the woman’s head and pushes her away. Dottie rolls over onto her back with her arms and legs spread eagled on the mat. She is out cold. She is breathing deeply and quickly. Her breasts flop off to the sides of her rib cage, their shear size and age taking their toll. Her pussy is wet and the generous quantity of pubic hair is matted. Her eyes are closed and she licks her lips to moisten them.
Melissa gets to her feet deliberately and stands straddled over her opponent, looking down into her beaten opponent’s face, surveying her work. The blonde secures a perfect school girl pin, just like the one Dottie had applied to her earlier. Melissa didn’t have to hold Dottie’s wrists down. She rested her hands on her thighs and slides her neatly trimmed and wet pussy up under her opponent’s chin and jammed it up hard. Dottie begins moving. Her mouth comes open as the blonde applies the pressure to her throat.
“Now you will please me.” orders Melissa.
The blonde places her pussy over Dottie’s mouth and pulls her head up by the hair. The older woman eagerly uses her tongue, flicking it in and out of Melissa’s love nest like an eager slave wishing to please her master. It was not long before Melissa was moaning and pumping her hips in ecstasy, and then she orgasms all over Dottie’s face.
The blonde flops over and off her opponent as she lays beside Dottie totally exhausted. The match is over and thank goodness. Magoo and I are exhausted too.

THE END

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