My, my Salma. Well, you put up more of a fight then your slutty girlfriend Steph, but in the end, I'm still just better. Ordinarily, I like to use my thighs to put these situations to bed, but I have a special treat for you.
You're slumped against your corner, out of breath and nearly unconscious. The crowd stands in excitement as I pull my thong off and wiggle my perfect ass for them. Then I strut over to you and forcefully shove it in your mouth. "It's extra muddy, just for you Salma!" Once it's in your mouth, I suddenly turn around, and plant my muddy ass directly into your face. I put all my weight into it as you struggle and squirm against me, and I laugh at the feeling of your panicked body beneath me. Eventually, your struggles end and I feel you slump against my ass. I give one last firm push for good measure and then stand. I look at your defeated, unconscious face and laugh more at how silly you look. "Not so mean now, bitch" I slap those sloppy tits around one last time, and then grab you by the hair and pull you forward, face down into the mud, your breasts mushrooming against the top layer as you make a splat noise, unmoving.
Two Mean Girls down. Who's next?
