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Her mind was really split: she never could decide whether she want go boxing or wrestling. She enjoyed watching matches on TV in the basement of a house she shared with her college classmate. Now for a year already. They tried a couple times boxing and wrestling, too but it was nothing like the action on the screen. And it's the action she desperately wanted to be a part of.

Give it a try and decide for yourself,- said Joanne, Katya's friend. I worked up myself here before moving out to the downtown. She unbuckled and turned off the engine. Come on, I'll introduce you to Betsy. Who's Betsy? - asked Katya. - She's owns the shop, also a coach here. She's herself ex-boxer and wrestler.

Katya looked around. The gym was cozy and noisy: throws, kicks, guards, thrusts and girls flying splat on the mat, whacks landed to the torso or limbs, bodies fiercely bending, wriggling, arching and bridging to avoid pin, young victorious cries mixed up with moans of agony and despair or screaming out the submission.

Betsy helped her to manage the gloves, brought her to the corner mat and called for Nina. A beatiful girl wearing a sporty bikini materialised behind her. Katya, meet Nina. She's a cheerlader captain and our champ. Nina, meet Katya, she's a freshmen. To begin, Katya, let's see how you can take punches. Nina's task is to put you out in ten or less. It's gonna be painful but- well, we see how it goes. You have five seconds to recover after every blow. OK as far as you can take it, touching the mat is you're out. If you're up you're in. Nina took up her stand against Katya and smiled encouragingly.

Complying, Katye rolled up her crop top to reveal the bottom of her riped breasts and smiled in return. Looking into her opponent's eyes, she rised her hands above the head and arched back, giving her opponent a better angle to aim at. Her ribs opened like a clamshell, invitingly protruding and her belly was tight like a drum, expecting someone to play it.

Whoa! - smiled Nina. She licked her lips, she clearly seemed to enjoy the sight. Ready to rumble? By the way, you don't have to arch back, just stay open and keep your hands up. Katya didn't answer, she bit her lower lip and arched her spine back further. You're something - approvingly nodded the coach, - that's the spirit!. Well, girls, let's rock and roll.

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Her mind was really split: she never could decide whether she want go boxing or wrestling. She enjoyed watching matches on TV in the basement of a house she shared with her college classmate. Now for a year already. They tried a couple times boxing and wrestling, too but it was nothing like the action on the screen. And it's the action she desperately wanted to be a part of.

Give it a try and decide for yourself,- said Joanne, Katya's friend. I worked up myself here before moving out to the downtown. She unbuckled and turned off the engine. Come on, I'll introduce you to Betsy. Who's Betsy? - asked Katya. - She's owns the shop, also a coach here. She's herself ex-boxer and wrestler.

Katya looked around. The gym was cozy and noisy: throws, kicks, guards, thrusts and girls flying splat on the mat, whacks landed to the torso or limbs, bodies fiercely bending, wriggling, arching and bridging to avoid pin, young victorious cries mixed up with moans of agony and despair or screaming out the submission.

Betsy helped her to manage the gloves, brought her to the corner mat and called for Nina. A beatiful girl wearing a sporty bikini materialised behind her. Katya, meet Nina. She's a cheerlader captain and our champ. Nina, meet Katya, she's a freshmen. To begin, Katya, let's see how you can take punches. Nina's task is to put you out in ten or less. It's gonna be painful but- well, we see how it goes. You have five seconds to recover after every blow. OK as far as you can take it, touching the mat is you're out. If you're up you're in. Nina took up her stand against Katya and smiled encouragingly.

Complying, Katye rolled up her crop top to reveal the bottom of her riped breasts and smiled in return. Looking into her opponent's eyes, she rised her hands above the head and arched back, giving her opponent a better angle to aim at. Her ribs opened like a clamshell, invitingly protruding and her belly was tight like a drum, expecting someone to play it.

Whoa! - smiled Nina. She licked her lips, she clearly seemed to enjoy the sight. Ready to rumble? By the way, you don't have to arch back, just stay open and keep your hands up. Katya didn't answer, she bit her lower lip and arched her spine back further. You're something - approvingly nodded the coach, - that's the spirit!. Well, girls, let's rock and roll.

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