I'm finally mounted on you, my tight ass pressing down on your tummy. As my fists look to cause damage to your tits you are forced to release my hair.
I sit up, you fend off most of my punches but i now have you where i want you. I lean forwards and with my left hand i grab a fist full of your sweat dampened locks, i look to hold your head on the wet and dirty ground. I bunch up my right hand into a fist and start to throw punches into your face.
I bring my knees into your sides, squeezing them in against your ribs more to control you than to cause any discomfort, i reckon my fist is doing that.
"So, bitch, you can admit defeat or i can pound it out of you, which will it be?"
“Get the fuck off me you bitch!” I yell desperately with both passion and pain in my voice.
Your tight grip of my hair has my head pinned tight to the cold damp ground. You’ve also nullified me from the waist down much to my despair as I feel your bare legs around my midriff. You land punches with a thud after thud after thud to my left cheek and eye area. I suspect you’ve managed to expose a cut to the eye and I also expect a black eye from your relentless punches.
But I’m not fucking done and there’s no way I’m giving in to a dirty tramp like you.
I summon up as much strength as I can as I wriggle and thrust my body upwards as much as I can in an effort to knock you off me. Now that my hands are free, I clinch both my fists. As my right cheek is tight against the ground, I cannot see where my punches are going but I swing frantically and violently striking flesh to the sound of girly gasps and groans!
“Get off me you fucking cxnt!!” I yell with passion.
I love the desperation in your voice as i start to work you over. Truth be told i didn't want you quit, i wanna inflict as much damage on you as i'm able to.
I rain down punches to your face, lifting your head slightly by your hair then slamming it back into the dirt. I think about shuffling forwards to sit on your tits, but you are not totally under control just yet.
You start to wriggle and squirm under my tight butt, you thrust up from your hips, i lift slightly then as your hips go back down i follow looking to slam my ass into your midriff, trying to take the air out of you.
Then you start to throw wild punches, they don't carry much power given your position but i take a few blows to my sides and abs and that is enough to make me scramble up off you, i don't let go of your hair though and look to pull you up to your knees so i can drive my right knee at your face.
We are both acheing and blowing as this fight goes down to the wire. Who will win? The Irish girl or the English girl?
