Clyde Gastin Vs. Kelli DiVanetti - Hardcore Match

Clyde merely snickered as he heard Kelli's growl before he went for that suplex and failed as Kelli dropped to a knee and shot her arm up right between the cowboy's legs!!!

Clyde gave a soundless cry as he was struck. His eyes shooting wide and staring up that ceiling before he dropped to his knees. His face slumped against Kelli's leather clad shoulder where his face would slide down, his lips dragging down the material of her tight leather before he flipped off to the side and rolled onto his back. Holding his family jewles!!

Kelli remained still on her knee with her bicep still pressing in against his cock following the low blow for a lengthy moment

"That's right.." The Italian breathed out with a hot breath against the front of Clyde's thigh, allowing him to slump down with his face against her leather, smelling mildly of motor oil and petrol. It actually looked like a tender moment they were sharing together, all huddled up together... Then finally Clyde flopped down to one side and Kelli moved back up to her feet

"That's what you get!" She hissed down at him, still holding one arm acrosss her hurt bust.Turning around, she picked up the steel chair that Clyde had intended to suplex her onto and then moved back to the cowboy. Lifting he chair up, she tried to ram the edge of it down into Clyde's ribs

Clyde felt Kelli's breath tickle his thigh as he took the horrid blow that had him slump against Kelli's leather, smelling and the fresh scent of gasoline and motor oil. She smelled like a garage!

Finally Clyde slumped off Kelli and rested on his side, cradling his jewels as the Italian Rebellion Hellion grabbed that steel chair and rammed it right into Clyde's ribs!

"Gaaaahh!!!" Cried the cowboy as his eyes bulged, twitching on the mat as he hugged his side and rolled onto his stomach, feeling the horrid, stinging pain in his ribs now! "F-Fuck..."

Kelli sent the edge of the steel chair down again into the cowboys ribs before letting it clatter to the mat beside him... reaching down she sunk her fingers savagely into his hair to grab two handful to drag Clyde up towards his feet. Once up, the purple haired vixen yanked Clyde sharply forwards so as to force his head down under her armpit with his cheek pressed up to the side of her leather clad body.

With a deep grunt of effort, kelli wrench her arm tight around him in the front headlock while turning so that her back was to the steel chair laying flat on the mat.. preparing the tenancy for something nasty..

"Gaaahhh!!" Clyde howled as the edge of the chair bashed his ribs once more, making him twitch on the mat, then groaning harshly as his hair was pulled roughly with a two hand grip, forcing him to stand as he was hauled up with his face against her oily smelling leathers with his cheek nestled against the side of her bust.

"Nhh!" Clyde growled sharply, cupping his hands behind Kelli's thighs to try and lift her up before running forward! Trying to ram Kelli into the corner with a running shoulder charge!

Kelli pulled Clyde in tight against her body, forcing the side of his face to grind right up against the leather with little care of being delicate with the Texan. She looked behind her to make sure the steel chair was lined up right behind her and thats when Clyde suddenly cupped his hands around the back of her thighs and hoisted her small body up off her feet.

"Hey!" Kelli yelled in protest, trying to hold onto him tighter as he suddenly rushed forwards and then rammed her back first into the turnbuckles, his shoulder crushing into her mid section

"Ough!" Kelli coughed out, her breasts sagging slightly over his shoulder blade as she doubled over him

"Grrhh!!" Clyde growled as he crushed into Kelly, ramming her right into the turnbuckle as he felt her soft chest compress against his shoulder until he drew his body back, where he cupped her chin, feeling her soft features between his fingers as he raised he head and tried to drive his skull right into the center of Kelli's chest, aiming for the skin that her leather outfit neglected... Trying to give her an air stealing headbutt to the top of the chest!

Kelli was forced to straighten up, Clyde's hand grasping just under her smooth chin so that she was forced back a little against the turnbuckles pads.. The Italian's arms carefully moving away from him so as to wrap themselves around the top of the ropes either side of her. Kelli saw Clyde rearing his head back and turned hear head to one side as she expecting him to ram his forehead towards her own, but instead his forehead slammed much lower, down towards her chest bone in (what Kelli would think after the pain had passed to be) a shameless attempt to get a faceful of the cleveage that was so invitingly peeking out from between her leathers.

"Uuugh!!" Kelli grunted out as his head made a resounding thump against her chest, her boobs bouncing underneath with the impact. She twisted her body at the hips as she reached across to grasp at the top of her bust and pressing herself in against the ropes

Blasting Kelli in the chest again, Clyde grinned as he gave the biker a well deserved punishment, pulling his head away from her wobbling breasts after getting a face full of leather and the scent of motor oil. He felt her leather clad breasts slide against his face as she twisted her body at the hips in front of him.

"Heh!" Clyde wasted no time, trying to grab Kelli's shoulder and peel her arm away so she was back against the corner, prompting the cowboy to try and yank Kelli forward into his arms until they were chest to chest before he bent his knees and tried to fling her overhead with a belly to belly suplex!

With an arm across her chest, the Italian tried to defend her breasts by pressing them up against the ropes to oneside of her but Clyde quickly grabbed at her arm and forced her to turn back away from that limited protection. Getting pulled forwards her boobs soon bumped into the cowboy's chest, a soft huff of warm air eminanted from her lips into the corner of Clyde's mouth and cheek as he clasped his arms around her back under her armpit. Instincitvely her arms wrapped around his body too, then with the bending of his knees as the only warning he launched the short tomboy up over his head, sending her flying down onto the canvas back first.

"Ugh!!!" Kelli cried out as she came clattering down half on top of a stop sign, her body bounced up into a partial sitting position as she grabbed her hand around behind her at her back. Her other gloved hand clenched into a fist as she squinted her eyes shut