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temp image uploadNoureen came in through one door and put her hand on the locker and stared at the two ways for Emmanuelle to come in. They’ve had two fights in the last twelve months, both were brutal left each woman bloody and they were split. She was so happy when she drew Emmanuelle they could settle their differences without any excuses.
Emmanuelle walked in and stared at the woman she hated more than any other. She was left to die the last time they fought or at least that was what it felt like. She stood there staring at Noureen her anger building more and more.
Noureen stood there wishing to start fighting but this was a stare down she knew it was adding fuel to her fire. When this was over the answer would finally be known of who between her and Emmanuelle was better.
Emmanuelle slowly started to take off her tops and Noureen followed suit. They gazed upon the out of this world chest both were each blessed with. "I wanted only you here." Emmanuelle said as she threw her shirt away.
"Yet you didn't request it like Bilson and Tisdale" Noureen's shirt completely off and she thought about throwing it at Emmanuelle and running but it was a great distance plus this was their final fight. She threw the shirt near Emmanuelle's and pressed her biceps into her tits hoping to intimidate Emmanuelle
"Nor did you” She leaned forward so Noureen could see how large her breasts are. "yet here we are."
"Its like faith wanted us to finish each other." Noureen took off her skirt and shoes.
"Everyone wants this. My friends, your friend's agents they want to know which of us is the better woman." Emmanuelle took off her skirt and shoes they stood there just soaking in the display the other woman was putting on in very small bras that didn't do much to contain large tits.
"We both know I'm the better woman." Noureen said but never made a step
"No we both know I'm the better we're just here so I can fully prove it to you."
"Step up and say that again I dare you."
Emmanuelle took two steps "You step up and I'll say it again."
Noureen took three steps and said "Come on bitch take the final step."
Emmanuelle took that final step and their tits were pressed against the others. So they leaned forward getting pressure "We both know I'm better and I'll enjoy proving it."
Noureen pushed Emmanuelle away from just the tit vs tit. “Oh Ive been thinking about this for oh so long I know how I’m going to prove it and enjoy the proof after.”
Emmanuelle stepped back up and they thrust their tits at each other again trying ot push the other back. Large tits vs equally large tits the battle the bra were facing containing the tits was greater. Emmanuelle pushed Noureen back equaling the salvo.
They slowly walked around in circles eyes down to the tits of the other than up. Down to the tits and back up. Moving forward they tit dueled using their tits as punches thrusting right and left in unison so they could feel how great the other’s tits were. They knew this was their final fight for the most part and this was where the feud between the two truly started. Entourage premier both wearing cleavage baring dresses and those around asking who had better tits.
“Leave you at a A cup when this is done” Emmanuelle said with absolute menace in her voice
“I’ve dreamed of looking at you on the ground and your tits in my hands.” Noureen said matching the menace.
The women traded slaps and continued to circle the other. Emmanuelle acted first and lunged for Noureen’s hair and as Noureen reacted getting her hands up to counter Emmanuelle slammed her chest into Noureen’s and the shock caused Chriqui to get a free grip on Noureen’s hair and pulled to her right getting her feet and entire body ready and threw Noureen toward the bench ripping out a portion of Noureen’s hair
The back of Noureen’s legs hit the bench and she went over it and her head nearly hit the lockers.
Emmanuelle stepped on the bench “You like that bitch.”
She hopped down and Noureen had gotten her feet in a leap position and leaped sending both back over the bench.
Noureen sat up on Emmanuelle’s legs and slapped her twice “How you liking it?”
She slowly brought her hands down sliding them under each bra strap and further down offering a little scratch at each nipple as her fingers moved past them. She got to the middle of the bra and lifted the bra up from Emmanuelle’s tits but spent to much time enjoying her position and what she was going to do
Emmanuelle reached up and scratched Noureen’s chest. She reached up again to get a deeper dig but Noureen grabbed her by the wrists a look of struggle in her face she was going to slam Emmanuelle’s hands down and do some damage.
Emmanuelle twisted her hips and threw Noureen off her. They both got up and took a look around the locker room area there was a short bench with the shower area next to it. A long bench joined two feet behind the bench was a group of lockers. Coming down the side opposite the showers was another long bench with lockers behind it.
They both studied the area wondering how they could use each thing to wreck the others body then looked at each other. “No use of … “They smiled both had the same idea.
“This is about which of us is better.”
“It is so we fight in this square”
They were within striking distance and Emmanuelle attempted a slap but Noureen caught it and with her right hand she swung down. Nails scratching across Emmanuelle’s left tit leaving for nail marks. That made Chriqui spin around and Noureen took a step and hauled back for a punch but was hit with a backhanded slap then had her tit scratched with Emm’s other hand.
Noureen was shocked and backed up a step only to have her step matched and she got hit with another backhand this time from the claw hand. After that both her tits had scratch marks. Left tit had a vertical and horizontal scratch mark while the right only had the horizontal.
Noureen responded by jumping at Emmanuelle and both went to the ground but as Emm was falling she twisted her torso. They both hit the ground hard and Emmanuelle had her bra ripped off in the process.
Up on their knees and hands immediately dug into the others large tits and screams followed. Noureen went another step and brought her mouth down on Emmanuelle’s trapezes muscle and bit hard she then pushed Emmanuelle onto her back and sat up straight and using her advantageous position did some major damage to Emmanuelle’s wonderful tits.
Digging her nails in to get an even better grip on Chriquis wondrous tits. Twist outwards get a scream and laugh. Twist inwards double up on the scream, this was how it was always meant to be between them. The younger actress taking down the old woman lucky to ever get work.
Noureen stood up and stomped Emmanuelle’s tit “I think I proved my point.”
Emmanuelle kicked her between the legs then slid back and hit a upkick to a bent over Noureen DeWulf’s face. Emmanuelle got up and picked Noureen up onto her shoulder spun left her feet and slammed Noureen to the ground.
“You want me to see my counter point.”
What was done to her was repeated to Noureen. The damage done to Noureen was bone Chilling she couldn’t take the damage to her tits. She screamed her surrender and Emmanuelle sat up and was shocked. She had taken the same damage, their tits their massive tits had been abused equally but Noureen couldn’t take it.
Emmanuelle hated Noureen so much their other fights were so intense so back and forth, so bloody that for this to end like this. Every fight they went for the others tits primarily and each fight one ended up tied up and broken. This time Noureen had no will to continue the fight and as Emmanuelle left she stayed there crying not knowing why she was broken.
Noureen got on her knees a part of her wanted to run after Emmanuelle. Her hate would never be fulfilled. She still wanted to hurt Emmanuelle but she choked today. The pressure, the feud was a let down. She had to live forever with the fact under the biggest pressure to bee the better woman she choked and lost.
