Kira walked into the beachside bungalow. Her mother walked quietly behind her, a broken woman by most accounts. The older woman's shoulders slumped and her big breasts sagged. Already in the house was Diana and her mother, Carol. Carol, the evil bitch who had broken her mother. Tasha, Kira's mother, and Carol, had been competing for a man's affection. In fact, the man was the father to both Diana and Kira, and both Carol and Tasha had wanted him all to themselves, to help support the house and care for their daughters. Diana and Carol were both striking, alpha females and they had brutally battled sexually to repeated stalemates. Finally, they made the conscious decision to "end it" and Carol had proved victorious. But Carol was a mean and cunning bitch, and she wanted to be sure that Tasha never challenged her again, so while both young daughters watched on Carol continued to use her large breasts and her stronger pussy to relentlessly dominate Tasha until the woman was left exhausted, twitching and deflated, a shell of the woman she once was.
Carol never truly recovered from that thrashing. And Kira had vowed vengeance. Carol though, refused to fight Kira, insisting that she "go through her daughter first" and so it was that Kira was walking in to fight Diana and then earn the right to destroy Carol.
The bungalow was warm enough that even naked, Kira did not feel a chill. She allowed her mother to rub the light sheen of oil on her body as Tasha did the same to Diana. Diana was stunning and intimidating in many ways, but Kira had become a fearsome and dominate sexual fighter and was prepared to ruin Diana and then her mother.
Carol sat down quietly on one side of the room and Tasha sat on the other as the two young women clmibed onto the bed. There were no words. Instantly, the two were embracing and their mouths were pressed firmly together, their tongues dueling. Kira immediately knew that the battle would be fierce....
