My fingernails making long red streaks on your tits, but I feel your hands in my hair. You throw your hip out and flip me over. I yell as I fly through the air, landing on my back on the makeshift mats. I lay there for a brief moment, then roll to my hands and knees. I watch you play to the crowd, thinking you have me in your complete control. I scramble toward you on my knees as your back is tuned, and deliver a forearm up between your legs. Smacking into your crotch as I lean back on my shins, waiting to get back to my feet and assert my wrestling and sexfighting background on your sexy ass.