"You and I will have a drink now...", Cyrus announces, smiling gleeful at Sheryl.
"Will we?" responds Sheryl, still slightly angry about their deal.
Cyrus yells through the Saloon and orders two Whiskeys, he then turns and waves at a dark blonde girl standing at the bar. The
girl turns and slowly walks over wearing a leather gang jacket and matching leather pants. Sheryl musters her icely.
"Sit down, Lisa," says Cyrus,"and this jovial girl here is Sheryl.
"Were did you get that little tramp?" snarls Sheryl her eyes sparkling agressively.
"What do you want, old crook?" replies Lisa with a Spanish accent.
Rapidly fast Sheryl lashes out her left hand and slaps the younger woman across her face.
"Are you crazy or what?" yells Lisa and jumps up, ignoring her glowing shoulder.
"Maybe we should settle this matter?" replies Sheryl while looking up at Lisa, Sheryl's eyes hard as steel.
"Ladies, ladies...," giggles Cyrus smiling wide with glee.
"Why not!" exclaims Lisa."How about we settle this with an arm wrestling match?"
"Sure," replies Sheryl and puts her lean thin arm onto the table, flexing her small bulging bicep.
Cyrus stands up to free the chair opposing Sheryl for Lisa to sit down, smiling widely.
"Oh, Sheryl, this will be good," laughs Cyrus.
"I can surely beat your little tramp...," starts Sheryl and her eyes widen as Lisa gets out of her leather jacket.
Lisa smiles as she sees Sheryl's shocked expression as the older women sees her lean but muscled fit body.
"Fuck!" exclaims Sheryl but is way too proud to back down.
"This will big such fun," giggles Lisa, puts her arm onto the table and flexes her massive bicep.
Sheryl moistens her lips as she musters Lisa's bulging muscle and thick round shoulders, knowing she is no match for Lisa.
"So were is your big mouth now?" asks Lisa and grabs Sheryl's hand, squeezing Sheryl's bony hand tight.
Sheryl grunts as Lisa painfully moves the bones inside her hand, seeing that Lisa's firm forearm is thicker than her own
upper arm.
"Okay, ladies," says Cyrus and puts his hands onto Lisa's and Sheryl's clenched hands,"Ready...Set...Go!"
Sheryl tries a jumpstart but she cannot even budge Lisa's forearm a single inch down. Lisa smiles icely at Sheryl.
"You know I could ram your skinny forearm down right now," observes Lisa while holding Sheryl's arm in the neutral
position without effort, "but I love to see weak women like you struggle for a while."
"Shut up and wrestle," hisses Sheryl through her clenched teeth, rolling her narrow bony shoulder with her forearm
trembling with all her powers.
Lisa smiles and easily pushes Sheryl's trembling arm halfway down, enjoying to hear Sheryl's grunting.
"Gawd," yelps Sheryl as she feels her slim arm mastered.
"Now do something, wimp," giggles Lisa while holding Sheryl's arm stretched halfway down.
Sheryl grunts and yelps as she tries to resist but realizing that her arm is way to thin, her biceps way to small to
counter the young musclegirl opposing her - these thoughts arousing Sheryl slowly. Lisa plays a yawn as she feels
Sheryl's small powers dwindling down fast.
"I guess you did not have any strength to begin with," states Lisa slightly bored and reaches out with her free hand
to feel up Sheryl's slim upper arm.
"Hey, stop," wails Sheryl but does nothing as she watches doe-eyed as the young girl grabs her small bicep.
"Gawd, this is so pathetic! Small and soft," giggles Lisa as she squeezes Sheryl's miniscule muscle.
Sheryl moans out aroused as she feels Lisa's hard grip on her soft flexed bicep which convulses under the pressure.
"Oh you enjoy this, huh?" giggles Lisa as she removes her hand and adjusts her pressure against Sheryl's hand to hold
her narrow opponent halfway.
Sheryl whinces, looking pitiously at her throbbing and slowly starting to ache bicep while also getting more and more
horny at the humilation.
"What a weak looser," giggles Lisa and holds Sheryl's trembling and beaten arm for a few more seconds before ramming
it down without effort onto the wooden table.
Sheryl moans out, her arm is forced down so swift that her wristbone knocks audibly and painfully onto the table.
"Winner!" exclaims Lisa while still holding Sheryl's arm easily pressed to the table.
Sheryl's face is contorted with rage and she spits Lisa into her face: "Well, have it slut!"
"You have not learned it, huh?" growls Lisa and stands up getting behind Sheryl and twists Sheryl thin spasming arm along
making the older woman moan in pain.
"Hey, let me go," yelps Sheryl but is unable to free her tightly hammerlocked arm.
Lisa yanks Sheryl up by her twisted arm and rams the flyweight Sheryl into a wooden panelled wall. Sheryl wheezing as she is
handled like a ragdoll and stunned after her forehead connects hard with the wooden panelling. Lisa smiles icely and turns
Sheryl around, grabs Sheryl's narrow and bony shoulders and rams her back into the wall.
"Let me go...," wails Sheryl and grabs Lisa's upper arm and shoulders, feeling the thick muscle and realizing that her arms
look quite rdeicilously thin comapred to Lisa's.
"Uhhh, old wimp tries to overpower me," snarls Lisa as she feels Sheryl's bony fingers clawing her thickly muscled shoulders.
Lisa's forearms ripple with muscle as she gnarls her fingers into Sheryl's small shoulders, working the thin strands of muscle.
"Gawd," groans Sheryl as she feels Lisa's raw power on her frail shoulders and her slim legs start to tremble.
"Have more spinach," giggles Lisa and in a swift motion lets Sheryl's shoulders go and rams her right forearm over Sheryl's
neck pressing.
Sheryl gurgles as Lisa's forearm cuts her air and she grabs Lisa's fist with her right and elbow with her left hand. Lisa smiles
as Sheryl tries in vain to press her forearm away from her neck. Sheryl's slender arms trmeble with effort but she cannot
overpower her opponent.
"You are sooooo weak," giggles Lisa and shows Sheryl her well trained left bicep.
Sheryl grunts with anger and humilation but before the trapped woman can think of something Lisa rams her knee deep into Sheryl's
soft midsection. Sheryl blubbers stunned, her beautiful face contorted in pain, keeping herself upright by hanging on Lisa's
forearm. Lisa removes her forearm and grabs Sheryl's bony wrists and pins them without resistance over Sheryl's head, pressing
and rubbing her young firm body against Sheryl.
"We should give the boys something to watch, huh?" growls Lisa, grabs both of Sheryl's wrists inside her left hand.
"Noooooo....," yelps Sheryl as Lisa's right hand goes to grab her sleeveless shirt.
Lisa giggles and ignores Sheryl's small powers as the older woman flexes her puny arms. With her tricep bulging Lisa rips
Sheryl's shirt apart und Sheryl's quite big soft boobies are set free. Sheryl wails and trembles with frustration.
"Now look what have here," observes Lisa smiling, getting hold of Sheryl's boobies,"Such nice, big and ultra soft assets."
Sheryl wails as Lisa's strong hand works her boobs. Looking around Sheryl sees the gleeful stares of the male gang members,
some even kneading their woodies.
"Nooooooo....oooohhhhhh....," grunts Sheryl as Lisa starts to flick her thumb back and forth over her nipple.
Unable to control herself Sheryl's nipples get stiff as Lisa works them, her pitiful wails turning slowly into lustful moans.
"It is so easy to get these weak old hotties horny," giggles Lisa and lets Sheryl's boobs go only to use her free hand now to
open Sheryl's jeans.
"No...please," whines Sheryl but has finally submitted not offering any resistance.
Sheryl's jeans glide down her slim soft and slightly trembling legs.
"Owwww, so nice of you to be not fond of underwear," purrs Lisa as she sees Sheryl's shortly trimmed mound.
Now opening her own leather pants and pushing them down Lisa shows her firm thighs bulging with thick quad muscle, only wearing
a small red tanga. Sheryl just stands there stripped and horny, watching the young musclegirls hot body, her errect nipples
brushing here and then over Lisa's firm chest.
"You finally accept it...Good," observes Lisa and presses her right thighs between Sheryl's slender thighs, her foot then into
the corner were floor and wall meet.
"Oh my.....," yelps Sheryl as she feels Lisa's hard muscled thigh pressing against her soft pussy.
Kneading Sheryl's pussy by flexing her massive thigh muscle Lisa lets Sheryl glide onto her leg while pressing her upper body
against Sheryl's and sandwiching her big soft udders.
"Lick, slut," hisses Lisa and flexes her bicep right in front of Sheryl's blushed face.
Sheryl, now completly taken by Lisa, arches her neck and licks Lisa's muscle while starting to press and rub her mound hornily
against Lisa's hard quad. Lisa smiles and watches Sheryl's face as the older woman gets more and more horny.
'She looks great for age, maybe I will keep her as my new sextoy,' thinks Lisa pressing and rubbing her quad hard against
Sheryl's sex.
'Gawd, I am molested by girl half my age,' thinks Sheryl blushing red, 'but it feels sooooo damn goooood.'
Sheryl feels her sex turning to jelly and starts to grunt hornily. Lisa watches Sheryl's lightly parted trembling lips as she
feels the older woman's body tensing.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......," and Sheryl lets go with a hard orgasm, her juices creaming Lisa's muscled thigh.
"Yes, slut, let it go," purrs Lisa as Sheryl orgasms onto her thigh.
