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Story Blonde, blue eye and twenty-four year old pretty faced Kitten and step up to her room to do a little cleaning, she was wearing her vest top and mini-skirt. As she went up there, there was a knock on the door and Kitten's boyfriend went to answer. Opening the door it was Kitten's boyfriend's friend's girl friend give a keen smile at the door. She was a sharp dark black-hair women somewhere Kitten's age and her name was Julie.
"Hey is Kitten home."
Strangely she also came in her vest and mini skirt, yet on bare feet at the door step. Not really sure what to say, he just said the typical thing.
"Yeah, she's in her room tidying."
"Good you might want to come and see this because it's going to get rocking in a moment."
Obeying he followed her, into his and Kitten's room. Opening the door rudely, Julie and marched up to Kitten who was confused.
"What's going on?"
"I hear your boyfriend likes catfights and I thought we'd entertaining."
"Huh, wait no way I don't do catfights."
And immediatly she turned to continue with her cleaning. Not accepting a no she grabbed Julie by the hair.
"Sorry but there's no 'I can't do'"
Throwing her to the bed helplessly, Kitten lied face front on Julie with following scrambling on top of her. Trying to force her off, Kitten found Julie to be quite persistant.
"Get off me!" Screamed Kitten. "Would you help, I'm being attack."
However just watching turned on, her boyfriend was in a trance as two women were locked in a battle. With female body on top of female body.
When Kitten was about to slide out, Julie had just sat up and pulled back on Kitten's hair as though she were a fighting animal. Trying to break that annoyance of trying to escape she shock Kitten's head violently with one hand and slap her with thy other.
"Come on his this all you got you pussy!"
Just screaming though, Julie begun to get fed up. Jumping over her, Kitten spun around hoping she had come to her senses, but then Kitten had grabbed hold of her top and ripped it open revealing her boobs. Before Kitten could cover them, Julie was laughing.
"That's all you got, how is it that you went out with this guy." laughed Julie sitting next to her. "Let me just work on those thing's I'll probably work on those things."
Grabbing forcing her hands under Kitten's Julie squirmed to keep her off them.
"No wait please!"
But before she could do anymore begging, Julie had grabbed hold and began pulling on them, Kitten clamped onto Julie's wrists trying to take Kitten's hands off her. Twisting and strectching the nipples, Kitten had enjoyed herself, but as Julie was putting less struggle, giving in, Kitten returned her hands.
"Let me show you some real goods."
Taking off her top, Kitten revealed her own top and grabbed hold of Julie's head.
"What are you doing?"
No more could be said as she was forced into Kitten's breasts and was smoothered under the heavy jugs, woffling on them.
"You see these, you see these, these are real breasts!" Barked Julie. "You should note that when you ever decide to get a better pair of breasts."
As Kitten stopped putting any fight in her, Julie lifted Kitten from under her arms and brought back to life when she lifted her till they were breast-to-breast and began smooshing them together as she pressed Kitten against her.
"These, breasts of yours are no match for mine, they crush yours."
Fighting to get out, Kitten shook furiously to get out. A grin was on Julie's face for what she was wanting as well as her boyfriend who was having difficulty controling something from getting out from his pants.
Throwing her back into the bed, Julie lifted Kitten's dress and stuck one hand underneath which made Kitten struggled to her hand out of their. Desperate she gripped onto Julie's arm trying to pull it out.
"You going to catfight, you going to catfight, because I'm going to keep doing this until you learn to catfight."
But then Kitten lifted up one knee and bucked Julie in the gut kicking her off her and crashing Julie of the bed. Trying to escape now, Kitten went to the door where her boyfriend was standing next to. Getting up from under the bed, Julie called.
"Quick stop her."
In reaction, Kitten's boyfriend step in front of the door, were his girlfriend as dumbfounded.
"No one leaves this room until one of us girls have scratches all over her." Promised Kitten.
"Get out of the way you mule!" Panicked Kitten.
It was either keep watching this really great catfight or not falling out with his girlfriend about this. Knowing he would maybe not get another chance to watch this again, he shook his head.
"See only one of us!"
Jumping behind her, Julie grabbed of Kitten's hair and dragged her to the bed and threw her back on it. Jumping back on with her, Julie got on top restraining Kitten's two arms and legs with her own and began biting on Kitten's breasts.
"Man, these breasts isn't even cooked good." Muffled Julie.
After a couple more chewing, Julie gave her mouth a break and got up to hover her own breasts over Kitten and began brushing them across her face.
"Come on bite my breasts and see how they taste." Offered Julie.
"I don't want to bite your disgusting breasts."
Removing her breasts from Kitten's face. "Well in that case."
Spinning around on top with her limbs still restraining Kitten, she now saw under Julie's mini-skirt and saw her panties hiding her pussy.
"I'm giving you the offer to bite my pussy." Said Julie. "Before I'm going to bite yours until you do."
Dropping her pussy on Kitten's first, she could already feel her mini-skirt unfold and then teeth biting her cunt. She tried to cry out, but her mouth was full of panties and she felt her breath shorten. Her boyfriend wasn't doing much other than watching one of the most erotic things of his life. With no choice she bit, but her teeth slip as they couldn't get a proper hold being so weak.
As she thought it was lights off for her, the pussy lifted. She was stil fading out, but she snapped out of it when she got sliva in her face, she questioned if it was herself coughing, but then saw it was Julie spitting on her.
"I hate you more than ever now."
Standing up on the bed, Julie then began to rub her feet on the sliva on Julie's face and body, even her breasts.
"Couldn't even do a proper catfight."
Her feet circled around a couple of more times before Julie did a final stomp. Picking up her shirt, Julie went to the door where the boyfriend was in a different world now.
"If you were awake, I'd probably take you as my prize for your own sake but I see I've done enough."
And Julie wasn't seen again until next week where she would try and put some fight into Kitten.
