Slowly Leonard approached her, savoring the moment of victory, his fists before him, his shaft erect and hard, he moved to meet with her. No hope remained for the black fighter "No!" She gasped, pleading. "Yes!" Leonard grimaced her, his teeth bared, "Yes!" He hit her on the side of the face, and she toppled. She let out a pathetic moan, and had to support herself on a wall. Before she could recover, Leonard hit her again: one more fist to the face. And one more. And one more.
"I love to beat up big women like you!" Leonard smashed Mukaya with a clubbing left to his cheek, driving her into the ropes. He ripped a right into her bruised guts, doubling her over. "I love to show people..." A left uppercut straightened her up again. "That no woman is a match for me!"
Suddenly Isabel, partially recovered of the savage beating Leonard gave her come to the rescue like the cavalry in the Western movies. The wild Latin gladiatrix sunk a powerful blow in her husband ’s face that smashed Leonard’s nose.
"Looks like you picked on the wrong victims this time man” said the Mexican. "Eat these fists, you son of bitch!!!" Isabel’s right fist proceeds to savagely destroy Leonard's face. Looking the incredible spectacle drive the African housemaid to the verge of cumming. At same time the Latin tigress punched Leonard wickedly in the ribs and quickly punched him extremely hard into her stomach. Mukaya had three fingers in herself and was dripping watching Leonard’s huge nude body beaten by her huge brown lesbian girlfriend. Her slender fingers tweaked her nipples, sending jolts of electricity coursing through her body and into her exposed sex until suddenly, Mukaya's entire body arched. Throwing her head back she cried out, her whole body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure swept her through orgasm.
"Mmmmmmmmmmfff", moaned the black gal. She was nearly overcome by the waves of joy and fell to her knees "Uunff. Uunff. Yesyesyes. Aah. Aah. Aaarrrrrrrrrgggaaaahhhh. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh wow."
At same time fist were flying between male and female. Isabel was in attack, beaten the male’s face without mercy. Then Leonard puts all he has into two vicious right fists to the mammoth jugs. Isabel screamed in pain.
"Your tits really-are too big for boxing you know," he pleaded. Both combatants waded into each other, Man Vs Dyke slugging it until Isabel’s powerful muscles collapsed like jelly before Leonard’s furious power. He then proceeded to administer a very cruel beating to her belly, hammering his big, hard right fist over and over again in to her stomach. THUMP! “AHG!!” said Isabel THUUMMP!! “AAHHG!!” she screamed in pain. TTHHUUMMPP!! “AAAAAHHGGG!!” The successive powerful, savage punches were sinking deeper and deeper into the olive skinned gut with each succeeding punch. Then he gathered all his masculine power to drive the hardest and most vicious punch that he was capable of throwing. TTHHUUUDDD!!! “UUUNNGGGHHH!!!”
Isabel fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes. As she was falling, Leonard reached for her and caught the hispanic beast round her waist. He locked his arms round the slender female form and began to kiss her as his hard on began a lap dance whit her engorded clit. Isabel tried to defend herself by smashing her olive skinned fists into her mate's ribs but her blows have no force. Ignoring his wife's furious assault, Leonard simply absorbed all her punches, pressed her body into his. The fight and the body to body contact caused by the fighting make Leonard’s bulge grew even larger as both pressed together in this ballet of fist against fist. Her punches increased in numbers and force as her breathing increased along with them.
They locked into a double clinch again, with her pressing against him tightly as Leonard impaled her. Isabel’s pussy began to quake. Her moans turned to shrieks and her face was buried in Leonard’s shoulder as both stood pressed together against the wall. With one gasp and loud moan, she shuddered and exploded with a deep thunder against her victorious husband. Leonard erupted at the same time and let the beaten Latin fighter fall to the floor, outboxed and outfucked by her master. And then she was on the floor, crying like a fucking little baby. Leonard stood over her body - she was covering her head with her arms, sobbing - and he spat on her breasts. He kicked her in the side, then put his bare foot over one of her breasts, and pressed on it.
In this moment Mukaya exploit in action to avenge her lesbian lover and hit her boss with a powerful kick to the ribs. Leonard scream in pain as Mukaya hit him again and again and again. "I'm going to fuck your lights out, baby”, said the housemaid.
“I like it rough!”. Leonard countered. “The more aggressive bitches are ever the better fuckers. I’m gonna’ rip those balloons off your chest, I’m going to rape your cxnt, you stuck up bitch!”. He could hardly wait to rape her splendidly muscular body and began a full scale attack. They moved about the small space hurling everything they had at each other. They charge at same time and met in a clumsy ballet of feet and fists. Thwacks and thuds filled the air as they fought like enraged animals. After half a minute, Leonard’s blows became even stronger and the black woman could no longer oppose the assault and covered her face with both hands; Mukaya started to retreat, more and more quickly, being pummeled constantly in the face.
“Fuck you, xxxxxxx-bitch!” said Leonard. “You are MINE now!.” and he thrust hard his pelvis and fully impaled her, coming in the deepest of her rock-hard body. Mukaya scream as her boss began to ride her like a wild mare. Mukaya faced her in sexfight and began a aggressive onslaught on his cock, trying to grind his mammoth male attributes into mush. Leonard was in problems now. Mukaya’s pounding pelvic thrusts and the unbelievable constriction of her vagina were turning his prick into hamburger. She gave him one halacious French kiss as she practically sucked his tongue down her throat as he continued to milking Leonard’s cock ruthlessly with her hard vaginal muscles, draining him dry. Leonard humped hard and fast, slamming his African maiden into the carpet over and over. She grunted and moaned with every thrust. He attacked her with all his masculinity and sunk his prick deeper and deeper inside her like a battering ram and, at last, the fortress fail under the unstoppable assault and the better sex win again. Mukaya melted. All her systems overloaded. She was no longer coherent. She was not longer in any control of her body. The hardness of Leonard’s cook, the sexual stimulation of this entire evening, was too much. She lost control and came first moaning in delight. When Leonard came she was groggy and unable to put up a struggle.
Mukaya was beaten. Isabel was beaten. His wife and his girlfriend were beaten. The lesbian lover of his wife and the lesbian lover of his girlfriend were beaten. Leonard went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. As he returned to the living room both women, naked and battered, were in their feets again in a combat pose, closing his way.
“We need MORE, you asshole!!!!” said Mukaya.
“Are you ready to FIGHT, fuking bastard?” said Isabel.
The next minutes were intense and savage beyond measure. Both women and their male foe spent the next two minutes trading punches, slaps, gouges, scratches, kicks, knees and even headbutts. Back and forth, one solid blow after another. All they fighters’ mouths and noses bleed from the powerful blows as they battled around the room, crashing into furniture, slamming against the walls, all the while screaming and hissing and mauling each other's bodies with everything they had. They staggered back and forth, knocking over tables, lamps and furniture as they battled across the living room. It was vicious. The carefully tended room became a battleground. The housewife and the housemaid had discovered something even more satisfying than housekeeping. Both women were getting far too much pleasure from overpowering this cocksure, near-naked man. Both loved the feel of his body giving under her strength, the smell of his sweat, the determined grimace as he tried to fight back.
Leonard was in heaven trading punches and kicks with both wild warrior women as he feel their naked frames flexing and struggling against his own bare flesh. Their bodies crashed together in a dance of lust and violence; an epic, animal libido, unleashed by way of fierce combat between the sexes, for the right of gender dominance in the home. They thrashed and rolled and crashed into chairs. They seem oblivious to anything but fighting each other. All they staggered about the room, knocking furniture into the walls, breaking ornaments, bouncing off the walls in a wild vicious battle.. Like crazed warriors, the women and the men stood in the room trading punches, kicks, and kneelifts, scratching, biting, squeezing, and elbowing their battered bodies, neither gaining an advantage. The women tried to overwhelm Leonard with their weight advantage, but he stood toe to toe with both they, giving as good as he got.
