I watch my charming opponent as she stands across the room from me, watching closely as she spreads her legs, plants her boots into the floor, and arches her back. Her chest begins to expand, and I cannot help but stare at those captivating FFs as they stretch her biker jacket, threatening to tear the material apart! I fully expect those massive breasts to pop right outta her jacket, but she goes to unzip the front. I glower at that lil' wink she tosses my way, her words inflaming my ire.
A challenge?? Oh, sugar, you're gonna get more than just a--
The words are ready to launch from my lips as I begin to retort, but then the lil' vixen cuts me off by spinning about and bending over. Then, suddenly, my words are lost, and my mouth simply gapes open as I stare silently at those shapely, lovely, round ass cheeks pointing right toward me, clutched so firmly by a pair of denim shorts. My stare lingers while she removes her boots, but I quickly snap outta it as she turns around to face me. I feel my face flushing as she approaches me, her eyes dancing over my body, feeling her drink every minute detail of my buxom, toned figure.
My eyes narrow thinly as I listen to her speak again, sensing with a measure of disdain the steely confidence in her soft, alluring voice. It unnerves me how certain she is of herself, the tenacity in her tone just makes me wanna lunge at her. And yet, all the while, I can't help myself from shivering in pure delight whenever she calls me honey. I bite down on my lower lip as she stands her busty lil' self just inches before me, sizing me up with a sexy, daring look in her eyes that makes my pulse flutter. I look back into your eyes and slowly lift my left leg up, reaching behind me to pull the heel off. After a short tug it slides smoothly off my foot, and I drop the shoe behind me. Setting my foot down, I do the same with my right, removing the pump before letting it drop to the floor. Not once do I take my glaring eyes off of hers. The tension mounts between us, becoming so thick ya could slice it with a knife. I calmly fold my hands behind my back, expanding my own chest against my skimpy, hot-pink leopard print minidress, the material straining feverishly to contain my own firm, ample tits. I make sure my enticing rival notices the lean, toned muscles in my flexing arms as I fold my hands behind me, my firm quads hardening beneath the fishnets that wrap about em' as I plant my feet into the ground.
Finally, I break the tense, heated silence between us and hiss, "I don't think so, kiddo.. I may be a bit, older.. but I will endure.. as quick and as powerful and as..gorgeous..as your body may be..you'll find it is all simply not enough to trap me.. You're gonna find out that youthfulness doesn't always promise victory.."
I lean in again, this time just enough to close the distance between us. I turn my face to yours and I can feel your silken hair on my lips as I push my face closer to your ear. Breathing in your intoxicating scent, I purr into your ear, "..I'm gonna wrap ya up, sugar, get ya bound nice and tight, and humiliate and use ya all weekend long.."
