http://cavaliermagazineonline.com/whatsnew.phpMaureen vs. Joan
by Reenfan
While driving home from work one afternoon a few months ago, I noticed a crowd of people gathered on the lawn near our community pool and clubhouse. I pulled over to the side of the road and ran to see what the commotion was all about.
As I approached the circle of people I heard my wife Maureen's voice yelling at someone. “You fucking cow, I'll rip your tits off”.
Just as a gap appeared thru the circle, I saw my wife Maureen falling backward onto the grass. The top left portion of her one piece swimsuit had been pulled down below her left breast. An instant later Joan, a neighbor, pounced on top of Maureen.
It did not surprise me that my wife had gotten herself into a fight with another woman. Maureen has been in several catfights since we first met.
Maureen had mentioned to me in the past how she didn't care for Joan. Joan has a set of gorgeous boobs that Maureen said she was always showing off at the pool. This made many of the neighbors’ wives jealous. Maureen told me that Joan actually let one of her boobs flop out of her bathing suit once at the pool in front of a lot of the husbands from our community. She said that Joan let the tit hang out for almost 5 minutes so everyone could get a good look before stuffing it back into her top.
I asked a female neighbor standing next to me what started the fight. She said she heard Joan call Maureen a “stupid, jealous cxnt”. The next thing she knew, they were trying to tear each other’s hair out.
With Joan on top, Maureen was trying to get a hold of Joan's swimsuit top. Joan did all she could to keep Maureen's arms from moving, but Maureen was able to pull down the upper portion of Joan's bathing suit setting free Joan's huge set of pillowy white breasts.
Maureen sunk her fingers deep into each of Joan's soft hanging hooters. Her fingers seemed to disappear in Joan's tit meat.
A couple of females in the crowd yelled for Maureen to rip off Joan's tits.
As Maureen's fingers squeezed and tried to deflate Joan's breasts, Joan retaliated by grabbing the nipple of Maureen's exposed left tit and started twisting and yanking on it. Joan then managed to pull aside the right side of Maureen's top and now started working over Maureen's right nipple.
Maureen's nipples are extremely sensitive and I knew she wouldn't be able to take much more nipple torture.
As Joan continued to concentrate her attack on Maureen's nipples, I noticed Maureen's right hand release Joan's now beet red left boob. I watched as Maureen's hand made its way down between Joan's jiggling thighs.
With two fingers Maureen pulled aside the material covering Joan's crotch. With Joan's pussy hair exposed, Maureen gripped a good sized clump of Joan's bush and began to twist and yank on the short hairs.
Joan howled in pain. She immediately let go of Maureen's left nipple and her right hand found Maureen's crotch. Joan punched at Maureen's vagina three times before grabbing Maureen's cxnt thru the material and squeezing.
Joan then ripped aside the material and started to scratch at Maureen's clit. Maureen kicked her thighs about wildly as Joan grabbed a fistful of Maureen's pussy and yanked it from my wife's womanhood.
The two females now began to roll on the grass with one hand hanging onto the other's tit and the other hand clawing away at her rival’s cxnt.
I and a few of the other men in the crowd had seen enough. We didn't want the women to cause any permanent injuries to each other. We separated the fighting women. Maureen and Joan continued to shout insults at each other as we tore them apart.
Maureen's vagina was so sore that she was only able to give me blowjobs for the next week until her cxnt healed.
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