Sarah O'Brien Vs Darren Hopeless (For coiwy)

Darren let out a groan as she spoke it didn't seem like she was being all that gentle although the distraction seemed to be enough to make him fall back his eyes widening slightly as he knew was in trouble now.

Sarah moaned slightly as Darren's crotch continued rubbing against hers. Before she knew it, he had fallen onto his back and dragged her down with him, his arms still holding her around the waist. Sarah's legs lost their grip on Darren's and splayed out slightly.

Darren was relieved when Sarah's legs unhooked maybe she didn't have it locked in a well as she had wanted or she had just released it but he was going to try and react quickly dispite his exhaustian from not only her relentless smoothers but her teasing. He was pretty sure he was a little worse for wear than her and tried to roll her off of him so he could try and crawl away. He let out a light growl. "Are you even taking me seriously anymore?" he snapped remembering what had happened in the last match when he had beaten her in slightly similar respect as to now.

Sarah found herself unceremoniously rolled onto her back as Darren moved away. She propped herself up on her elbows and watched her retreating rival.
"I'm just enjoying the match," she replied evasively, before letting out a slow breath. She knew this match couldn't go much longer - she was worn out, and Darren looked about the same. Still, they were both still two submissions from victory...

Darren managed to haul himself up in the corner Hmmm he still had his boxers on and Sarah she still had her Panties and her top. He felt his cheeks turn a light pink as she said she was enjoying the match. Well he didn't really want to admit it bt he kind of was as well. He used the ropes to pull himself to his feet. Waiting for her to do the same as he offered her a lock up. He needed to keep away from anything that could take his ability to breath away. Since in this match she had used her butt, her chest her legs and her feet. No doubt her feet was the most embrassing for him though.

Sarah watched as Darren got to his feet again. Huh. Maybe he wasn't as tired as he looked. She got up onto her knees and shuffled toward him, making as if she was about to stand up, but once in reach she grabbed at his leg, hoping to drag him back down to her level.

Darren was ready and waiting for Sarah to get back onto her feet although she did something unexpected and swiped at his leg pulling him back down to her level. Now sitting infront of her his eyes widened as he was momentary vunerable since he didn't really have a back up plan set out. She most likely wasn't going to go as easy on him this time.

Sarah lunged forward as Darren fell to the ground, aiming to pin him down before he could react.

Sarah seemed to take advantage of his momentary hesitation lunging at him. He raise his hands almost to try and counter and attempt as breast smoother or a facesit since both of those were what she seemed to enjoy doing once she had him pinned to the floor. "Your not getting me in any smother this time." He teased letting out a grin.

"Oh, aren't I?" Sarah replied, grinning back at him. Her face was only inches from his, and she flicked out her tongue to lick his top lip. Her hands played over his body as she lay on top of him, trying to grab something to pin down.