Matt Floyd vs Luna Gold

Matt winced a little when her nails dug into his legs, but he was still the one doing more damage to her. She wouldn't get out of his hold this way. "Hey, cheer up," he said grinning. "You need to smile a bit more." He used one hand to support her chin, and his free one would travel down her where her breasts were, where he started to stroke and tease them.

She blushed a giggled when he stroked her breasts. "hehehehe stop" she giggled unable to hold it in anymore.

"You want me to stop?" MAtt asked coyly. His hand soon went under her bikini top, where he began to tease her nipple as well. "You can give up, you know.

"I will never give up" she said blushing heavily but continueing her struggles. "I won't even if you treat me like a dog."

Matt had to admire her stubborness, even in her current predicament. "A dog?" he repeated with a chcukle. "I think you look more like a pig to me." His free roaming hand would suddenly move to Luna's nose, where he would pull it back in the camel clutch, making her look like a pig.

"I am not a pig!" she yelled feeling offended as she tried to take his hands away from her nose

Matt snickered at her struggles, but in the camel clutch there wasn't much she could do about it. He would then finally release the camel clutch, slamming her head into the mat for good measure.

"Ommpphhh" she stayed the mat for a moment before slowly trying to pick her self up. "Uhhgg. Is that your best?" she asked

"You wish," Matt replied. He hadn't even gotten started. Reaching down he would lift Luna back to her feet, and then place her in an abdominal stretch.

She graoned agian and continued her struggles. Though her efforts seemed to be getting weaker at fatigue started to set into Luna.