http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/index.php/topic,19709.0.htmlYou decide who would triumph in this all out cougars catfight and hairpulling between Rose and Briggitte.
So according to this poll catfight , i ll finish my story .
Please inform you , that this poll fight ends in 2 days ,Jan 3 2012.
So please cast your vote !!!
Briggitte : 55 y.o. 155p {71kg} 5"5 {1.68 } German
Rose : 43 y.o. 143p {66 kg} 5"7 {1.70} Sweden
THE STORY :
“Are you ready?”
Both fighters acquiesced and raised arms, in guard.
“No mercy! There will be no stop until the very end!” said the General Organizer and,
instantly, both of them started to punch each other in fast pace.
From the first seconds, it became clear that both were strong, ruthless women:
their blows fell thudding and splashing against their shoulders and faces,
shaking their bodies, but none retreated. After some moments, they started to
pant and moan; suddenly, they split, taking a deep breath and rushed again
against each other, delivering blow after blow, groaning in effort.
Rose was advantaged by her longer reach and her blows frequently got Briggitte in
the face, but the shorter woman hit harder, mainly aiming at the swaying breasts
of her adversary. Half a minute passed and both were now breathing
heavily, bellies and tits pounding, taking longer pauses between the assaults.
They were circling each other cautiously, arms raised, searching for an opening
in each other’s guard.
Suddenly they attacked concomitantly, grunting in rage, punches and slaps
showering from both sides. Rose was still reaching more often Briggitte’s face,
keeping her at a safe distance, while the shorter brunette could hardly get close
to Rose, getting her in the tits only now and then. However,
none scored definitely, until Rose forcefully sprang forwards, blowing Briggitte’s
mouth and snapping her head backwards.
Moaning, Briggitte stepped back, accusing the blow, but Rose continued
the assault, alternating rights and lefts to the brunette’s face, obliging her to
bend waist and turn back, trying to get away from the furious attack. However,
Rose followed Briggitte closely, pummelling her in the back, making
her stagger, body split in two, hands pressed over the face. Blood was already
pouring from Briggitte’s nose and mouth, oozing between her fingers, while Rose
threw fist after fist in the back of her head, dazzling her.
“Yeah, Rose! Blow her head off! Blow her! Blow her!” shouted her fans.
As Rose stopped, meandering on unsteady legs, she drew a hard
uppercut to Briggittte’s face, making her stumble around before Rose joined fists and
powerfully hammerbutted her in the back of the head, throwing Briggitte on all fours.
“Good girl, Rose! Yeah! You downed her!” shouted her backers again , in joy, as stunned
Briggitte could barely get back on feet, breathing heavily.
However, Rose was hardly breathing too and took a brief pause to recover before
resorting to kicking her kneeling foe.
She got her in the ribs, shaking Briggittte from head to toe, but Briggitte
sprang to her feet, yelling in rage and, although still dazed, rushed forwards,
throwing punch after punch, never taking care to protect herself. Her firm tits
bounced in rhythm with her blows, but Rose retaliated.
The pummelling had reached a climax, the cougar fighters alternating hits, sticking
to the targets they’ve already battered up to now: Rose blowing Briggite’s face,
the latter smashing her foe’s tits.
“Break her face! Break her!” shouted Rose”s fans.
“Crush her tits! Crush ‘em!” urged Briggitte”s fans.
The rest of the people were roaring, shouting advices to both fighters and,
after awhile, Briggitte’s courage showed fruits, obliging Rose to retreat under the
more and more numerous blows received in the breasts. Her groans of effort were
interspersed by short shrieks of pain and she fought back wildly, breathing
through clenched teeth, but elder Briggitte as a real mad pitbul was slowly forcing her back with every
punch, mouth contorted in sheer fury.
The fight slowly evolved in a routine and the watching crowd started to clap
and encourage both fighters wildly, sure that it won’t take long until one of
them will crack. Rose was hitting in fast pace, throwing wide slaps and punches
to the face that made Briggitte retreat, but as soon as her assault lost it’s
vivacity, the German fighter sprang forwards, launching one or maximum two
punches to the breasts, obliging Rose to retreat at her turn. After
awhile, Rose’s attacks lost power, allowing Briggitte to retaliate with stronger
blows, shaking the Sweden fighter.
Again they stopped, circling , breathing loudly
before they briskly charged each other, grunting like two unleashed bears. Rose
still had the initiative, but Briggitte’s blows became more and more powerful, making
Rose quake and moan after each thudding impact.
“Go, Briggitte, go! Get her!”
“Smash her, Rose! She’s just an ole’ bitch!”
Rose launched a wide slap that got Briggitte in the face, shaking her, but she
threw a straight to her foe’s tit, making her retreat. Rose punched Briggitte
in the face, but the brunettee answered with another fist to the breast, making Rose step back, groaning in pain.
And then, Briggitte ensued in a burst of power, getting Rose with a fist in
the lower belly and, as Rose attempted to pummel her in the face,
she went on with a devastating punch to the chin, throwing Rose backwards
against the ground. Rose shook head and sprang forwards, arms
erected, but Briggitte seemed to wait for it and, parting Rose’s arms, grabbed her
shoulders and delivered a strong headbutt to Rose’s face.
“Aah!”
Rose’s breasts coiled frontwards from the sudden halt of her rush and she found
herself meandering, staring bewildered at her shorter adversary. Briggitte steadied
her by grabbing her neck, inaheld deeply and ensued with a second headbutt,
snapping Rose’s head.
Rose’s knees buckled, her eyes opened wide and Briggitte headbutted her for the
third time, knocking her down on butts. Dazed, Rose propped on ass and extended
palms, crawling backwards . Looking in dismay at
her shorter foe, she got up and rushed to her, punching, but Briggitte got her with
an uppercut to the lower belly, splitting the Sweden fighter in two.
However, Rose still had resources and attacked again, but Briggitte smashed her face
with a jab that threw her straight on the floor.
“Bloody whore!” yelled Rose
“Fight, Rose! Fight!” shouted her backers..
“Aaaaaaaah!
Rose bent from the waist, panting. She delivered a wide slap that got
Briggitte in the flank, but the latter powerfully smashed her with the elbow between
the shoulder blades, knocking down Rose on all fours.
“Oh, my!” mumbled Rose, shaking head. For some seconds they took a
brief pause, recovering, but Rose attacked first, leaping forwards on palms and
knees, head first, catching Briggitte off guard. Rose’s head sunk in Briggitte’s belly, splitting her in half and it was now Briggitte’s turn to stumble
backwards, bent from the waist.
“Go get her, Rose! Go get her!”
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