Four Corners Match - Peyton McKee vs Sig

Peyton laughed at Sig's reaction to her playing with her breasts. "Hey, I wanted to test them out before I go to town, babe!" McKee had to admit, those were some nice boobies that Sig had. And when the best offense that Sig could muster was throwing her self into her own breasts, Peyton couldn't help but laugh when she only was forced a step back. Peyton then proceeded to take advantage of the situation and grabbed Sig around her head to attempt to force her into a breast smother.

"Eager much?" joked Peyton. The American girl was having a great time so far, and being able to face someone so much smaller was turning into quite a treat if she would keep just throwing herself into holds like she was.

"Mmmmppph...?!" Sig yelped into Peyton's chest as she was pulled into the inevitable breasts smother, her smaller figure began to squirm rather frantically while she tried to push the girl away. "Mmmm....! Mmmmhhfff...!"

It became apparent that she couldn't take down the redhead like this, or even pushing her away to break the hold. All she did was pretty much rubbing herself on the redhead more than anything else! Sig would try to hook a leg of her opponent with her own, though, hoping that she could bring Peyton down with herself crashing on top of the girl to wind her or something.

Peyton couldn't help but laugh as her opponent was struggling against her breasts. "Come on babe! There's worst places you could be right now!" Peyton was proud of her prized breasts and obviously couldn't understand why anyone would want to be away from them. I mean, except for the struggling to breathe part. The American had to say that it was kind of a turn on for Sig to be struggling against her breasts like that. Unintentionally, she was sure, but at least Sig seemed like she'd be a wily one.

But then, surprisingly, Peyton found herself tripped up on her back. She fell onto the mat, and the impact managed to force Peyton to release Sig with a yelp! Peyton wasn't too stunned by the impact though and was pretty ready to see what the blonde would try to do next. Obviously this girl wasn't the brightest, so Peyton figured she could counter whatever Sig would throw at her next and keep on her offensive.

Sig let out a bit of a huff as she landed on Peyton's sexy figure, her head still placed between the girl's cleavage. She took a moment to breathe, before starting to shift herself up to try straddling the redhead.

Looking a bit groggy, the blonde would then try to bring her opponent's arms on the sides of her head and pin them against the mat. She was aiming to scoot herself forward once she had done that to trap Peyton in a schoolgirl pin position!

Peyton waited for Sig to move. She was about to try sitting right on her face with a pin, but Peyton was ready. She even let Sig take her arms without any struggle. And when it came time for Sig to sit herself down on top of Peyton's face, Peyton scooted herself forward, making Sig land on the air! McKee would then scramble to her feet and then attempt a standing surfboard, aiming to grab Sig's arms and then try stretching her with her foot on her back! She had to give Sig a bit more credit. She expected her to do something a lot less clever.

"Heh heh..." Sig had a grin on her face as she was about to trap Peyton in the pin position she had in mind.

As she shifted herself forward once more, however, the redhead suddenly scooted forward, causing her to land on the mat instead! Sig was still confused to what just happened for a bit, allowing the redhead to take advantage by securing her arms and push her foot on the blonde's back.

"Aaaggh...!" she cried and began to squirm helplessly, unable to do anything at the moment due to the position of the hold. "N-not fair...! Let me go...!" she demanded childishly.

Peyton had the hold on firmly as she stretched Sig. When she heard her shout out to let her go, McKee rolled her eyes up towards the ceiling and said, "Uh huh, okay." Peyton then proceeded to press down on Sig's back even more. "So, what? Do you always lose or am I just really good?" asked Peyton, watching the smaller blonde struggle against her.

"Gaah...!" Sig cried again as Peyton just added pressure on her back.

Even struggling became a harder task as it was. Furthermore, the stretching starting to make the blonde felt a bit excited as well, soft moans starting to slip out from her lips. She then heard Peyton's words and looked back in slight annoyance.

"I won once just so you know!" she answered defiantly.

Peyton faked looking impressed before asking, "You won once? Wow. Out of, what? Three matches or so?" Peyton was having a fun time toying with the blonde, and then soon she began to apply more pressure onto Sig's back. She did so enough to slowly try forcing Sig face first onto the mat so she could try applying the maximum amount of pressure she could into the move.

"I don't know... a dozen or so maybe... nnghhh..." Sig's voice became a bit more quiet, but the increasing pressure on her back didn't really allow her to keep her defiance for too long as it was.

Her lithe form was forced to bend a bit more, her face almost pressed against the mat at the moment. She could only wriggle weakly in Peyton's hold now, further cementing the girl's dominance over her. It didn't look like she could get out from this unless the redhead allowed her to!