As my slap connects with your face I give you a bitchy smirk, the crowd finds it erotic seeing your smile disappear I snap, sorry Claudia I thought you liked it rough, most whores do.
Our nipples harden knowing our first blows have even traded as only real women can.
My breast hit the material and top button of my wet red wine stained blouse strained, the button appears to be a weak spot, it probably looks worse than it is, but even so some weakness arouses the crowd, our tops so tight, we wear them to show off our body. My hands on my leather skirted hips as you strike my left breast , people love seeing the way your slap distorts my breast, the crowd finds it erotic.
I reply Claudia, I love it rough.
Then I see your hands back in your leather skirted hips. Guys are showing no shame grabbing their bulges I also notice quite a few women having slid their hands under their skirts a few couples mutually caressing the other.
I look you in the eye both our hands in our hips, my slap next bitch, but first please we have white tops we owe the crowd a treat slut, lets make this a real slut fight. I look at the barman and nod it is clear I want him to provide us both with several clear cocktails and even ice water. I hand you the first slimey clear drink toy spray my tight white blouse, I rub my hands erotically over my breasts and body working the fluid into my tight white blouse, then I throw the same drink on yours. This goes in for quite some time each soaking the others top, people can now see right through our white tops then I nod again some weak skanks just oil wrestle here, after a quick ice water throw at each other the coolness arousing our nipples we then reach for a tube of the oil and work it into each other%u2019s top. My fingers are erotic and ti is clear I arouse you, having the bitch who wants to rip you apart rub her long fake nails on me is erotic and I make no attempt to hide my arousal giving our a slutty moan as your nails work the oil in. I love knowing everyone can see my fondly through my tight white blouse. I could have worn a safe colour, but why we are women and are expected to wear the most vulnerable attire possible to a catfight.
Finally done we smell the scent if the drinks and oil, people see our flesh and like what they see.
My nipples and breasts highly visible through my top, my nails rake where my nipples are nothing is hidden. It is cleared that ever we both always dress to fight when we face off at work.
I say ok bitch your hands on your hips I strike your, left tit clearly both right handlers as both fighters study her opponent for a weak point a vulnerability, your tits a bit bigger than mine Grrrrrrrrrr but that too may be your weak spot, I smirk evilly as I see your breast contort.
I love seeing the oil, wet drink combo spray your face and hair snd many guys close by it clearly also strained your top button
Well slut admit it your enjoying it aren%u2019t you!
