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« Last post by Erin Lee on February 08, 2026, 11:01:51 AM »
That you have roughed me up is beyond question, i'm feeling the effects and likely will be for days after this fight ends. You've mauled my kitty and ass, destroyed my bra and thong, tried to smother me with sand and ripped hair outta my scalp. A *normal* person would probably toss you the keys to the bungalow and run for her life, only, i am far from *normal* We fought before and i humiliated you, took the bungalow from right under your nose and taught you that your place was under me...and that has not changed. You fight like a crazed lioness but i have the tranquilizer that will put the lioness to sleep.
My feet slam into your tits, a gurgled cry escapes your lips as you fly backwards and land in a heap on the sand. I think we are stealing each others moves here but hey, if they work, why not. A cloud of fine sand drifts into the air from your landing. Won't have hurt your back much but from my prone position i can see that your naked breasts are turning a nice shade of crimson. You then roll onto your side and curl up, no doubt trying to make the pain in your chest subside.
By now i am back on my feet. As i reprised earlier what you have done to me you will understand that i'm not moving that smoothly anymore. I have pain in places i didn't know i had but i'm not done yet. I shuffle over to you, kicking up sand with each step. I reach down when i reach you, locking the fingers of my left hand in your mop, i haul your head up, glaring at you.."Whats it feel like to get beat up by a Posh Spice wannabe?" i hiss as i bunch up my right fist and drive it towards your raised chin.