The buzzing of the crowd sounds like a riled hornets nest; everyone so far very much loving the intriguing matchup of the mature, big woman and the younger, relentless blonde.
I do a feint as I come in at you and you bite on it, allowing me to get in low under your guard and drive my shoulder square into your stomach. I can feel air rush past your lips and your body fold over mine, feeling your naked globes against my back for a moment while mine dangle under me in the bull-like charge. I had hoped to take the bigger woman off her feet and use my grappling experience, but a wall of plexiglass saves you from going down.
“CAAAA-BBBRRRAANNG!!!” Again the wall shakes as our bodies collide roughly into it. I curse the wall and not taking you down like I intended. I need to adapt quickly here as aim bent over and you’re pressed to me, seeing your knee rocketing up and it smacks into my left globe, flattening it against my chest.
“AAAGGH!” I groan. Gasping a little from the hard knee, but it’s nothing compared to the renewed assault on my nethers as you grip my thong again and yank it up into me. My teeth gnash together in a hiss of agony and you tug the lacy garment so hard that it begins to tear. My eyes watering at the burning sensation in my petals and I take my right hand and sink my claws desperately into your pussy that is now cameltoeing under your own thong while I lift my left foot and try to stomp heel first onto your right toes.
“Nasty old cxnt!!!” I scream on a mix of pain and fury, my cheeks red