Kelly Conway Vs. Cally Dayson - Rough Hentai

Kelly kept up kicking as much as she could to get Cally to get go as she was suspended by her ankle, unable to really get anywhere or move much until at last Cally's grip on Kelly seemed to falter, but this led to Kelly crashing back first into the floor below and then followed by Cally dropping onto her body as well!

"Guh! Dammit get off!" Kelly grunted then growled as she dealt with Cally and attempted to try and push her off of her body.

Cally rushed to recover from the fall. She found her self on top of a squiming, thrashing Kelly, between her legs. She had to seize the opportunity before her opponent did.

"Well, didn't know you were that welcoming." she taunted with a smirck, and quickly cupped her left hand around Kelly's crotch, rubbing it through the fabric while she held the blonde's left leg tightly against her body, hoping to immobolize it while the girl thrashed.

Kelly squirmed and thrashed about trying to get the smaller girl away or off of her but Cally remained on top of her anyway and there was little Kelly could do to get her off right now, it seemed.

That became especially true as the smaller girl cupped her left hand in Kelly crotch and started to rub! "N-Ngh..." Kelly let out with a deep red face as she bit her lip to stop herself from letting loose anything that sounded like a moan of pleasure or anything close to it. Her left leg was held by Cally and she could not move that, but her right leg was still very much free.

"Enough!" Kelly cried out before attempting to raise up her right leg while twisting her body, attempting to throw a well placed round house kick to the side of Cally's head. Hoping a devestating blow like that could put a halt to the little new yorker.

Cally grinned gleefully as she rubbed Kelly's slit. She slipped her fingers under shorts, preparing to pull them down, when the blonde suddenly yelled and twisted. The brunette looked up, and the next thing she knew, her opponent's leg was slamming into the side of her skull. Cally flew sideways, her hand caught in Kelly's thigh as she gripped the crotch of the girl's shorts, tugging them down as her body flew.

She laid dazed, her arm sore from the unnatural bend. "Well..glad to know you want to fight like that" she muttered absentmindly, as she tried to regain her bearings.

Kelly was quick to knock Cally off of her with that strong kick but the girl hanged on to Kelly's shorts apparently and managed to pull them off right as she was sent flying. Kelly's jaw dropped as she watched her shorts being removed, showing off her red panties to the crowd.

"You stupid bitch!!" Kelly growled at the absent minded girl who seemed woozy from the kick, prompting Kelly to quickly try to get up and deliver a swift punting kick to the side of Cally's head. Kelly was no Sex Fighter and she didn't care, her plan was to beat down her opponent then get the job done, simple as that.

Cally held her head as the room stopped spinning. She looked around, only to see a kick flying towards her. She yelped and ducked, suffering a glancing blow across the top of her head. As the kick passed, she gritted her teeth and sprung up, pouncing for Kelly's crotch and midsection, hoping to knock her up and off her feet, and in turn to the mat, while the blonde was on one leg with the other in the air.

Kelly grit down on her teeth seeing her kick only glance Cally, leaving her wide open for a retaliating attack that she would have to take head on, which came in the form of a sudden pounce towards her lower body, feeling some air leave her stomach as Cally charged into her and sent her down on the mat.

Kelly tried to retaliate though by wrapping her legs around Cally as they hit the mat. If her head was near her crotch, Kelly would try to pull her into a front head scissors, if Cally was any higher, Kelly would attempt to wrap her legs around the girl's body and squeeze her sides.

Cally grunted as both girls went down, but before she could change position her face was suddenly slammed into Kelly's crotch with a sissor hold. "Mmph!" she cried, grapsing at the Ghoul's thighs to try and regain control.

Kelly grit down on her teeth tightly as she held Cally between her thighs and against her crotch. Kelly didn't want Cally that close but she had to defend herself and would try to ignore the breaths against her crotch and try to squeeze Cally's head with all she had.

Cally continued to shake her head, trying to break free. Suddenly though she changed tactics. Her hands went from gripping Kelly's thighs to wrapping around her bottom, and she opened her mouth to exhale a blast of warm air. Sticking her tongue, she started licking and teasing the Ghoul's slit, hoping the sensation would weaken her grip.