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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: Annette Walters vs FieryHouseWife
« Last post by TheFieryHousewife on November 27, 2025, 11:06:12 AM »The redheaded bitch tugs harshly on my dirty blonde hair, causing my neck muscles to strain. I feel my head tilt back and chin rise under her strength. Annette’s manicured nails set my back on fire, her talons raking blood-red scratches from my shoulder blade all the way down to the small of my back. Ragged lines of crimson meandering down the length of my body; stopping just shy of my ass.
I gasp in shock as searing pain light’s up the nerve endings on my back. Annette seizes the initiative and plunges her tongue into my mouth mid-gasp. Her warm, wet tongue licking my lips and invading my mouth, as she tries to dominate me. I rally and begin sucking on her tongue before pushing back against her with my own. Our saliva wets each other’s lips as we push against one another in a passionate embrace. I grind my tawny tits against her milky-white breasts; grabbing her big ass in a bid to wrestle her under control.
The generous flesh bulging between my fingers as I claw and squeeze her curvy ass. It jiggles as I strike each cheek with purpose, and Annette moans angrily into my wet mouth with every meaty slap. Beneath our chins, our puckered nipples fence as we mash the soft flesh of our tits against each other. I rake my nipples against hers, rubbing them against the underside of her areola and flicking her nipples with every other pass. She winces and moans as I attack her already reddened breasts; making me feel powerful and feminine.
We stumble against each other and the walls; trying to bully each other around the room with tongues and tits. Our bare feet scuffing the carpet in a sweaty, suffocating embrace. She muscles me against the wall and moves her thigh between my legs to tease my slick pussy. I moan as she rocks against me; my juices wetting her bare thigh. I can’t stay in this position… If I do, she’ll grind me to a messy finish…
I kick against the wall with my heel and push Annette backwards; the back of her calves hitting the side of the bed, sending us tumbling to the mattress. We roll twice on the mattress, kissing and humping in a tangle of sweaty limbs, nearing the edge. Annette slips from my clutches and disappears over the edge of the bed, landing facedown on the rough carpet.
I roll over the foot of the bed and land on her, my legs straddling the small of her back and pinning her down. We’re both tired and sweaty. Drained by our immense struggle. Looking up briefly, I see our reflection in the vanity mirror. Red and flaxen hair tousled and wild. Annette’s breasts rise and fall as she catches her breath with exaggerated gasps. I slide down her thighs and reach between her legs.
I’ll use her passion to bend her to my will. I’ll use her desire for Jack to dominate her…
My fingers glide past her ass and tease her labia. Massaging her softly, before diving between the fleshy folds in search of her clit. I caress and tease the little button making her moan involuntarily. A long, torturous groan rumbles from deep within, slipping past her plump lips. As it does, I grab and Annette by the turf of her hair with my free hand, and pull back; forcing her head upwards to gaze at our reflection with weary eyes. I make eye contact with her through the mirror, leaning forward and sinking my teeth into her shoulder and sucking harshly. I look like a tigress devouring her prey.
When my lips part from her shoulder, the skin is red and irritated. I pant softly in her ear:
“I own your cxnt, bitch. You’ll never best me. Jack’s cock is mine…”
I gasp in shock as searing pain light’s up the nerve endings on my back. Annette seizes the initiative and plunges her tongue into my mouth mid-gasp. Her warm, wet tongue licking my lips and invading my mouth, as she tries to dominate me. I rally and begin sucking on her tongue before pushing back against her with my own. Our saliva wets each other’s lips as we push against one another in a passionate embrace. I grind my tawny tits against her milky-white breasts; grabbing her big ass in a bid to wrestle her under control.
The generous flesh bulging between my fingers as I claw and squeeze her curvy ass. It jiggles as I strike each cheek with purpose, and Annette moans angrily into my wet mouth with every meaty slap. Beneath our chins, our puckered nipples fence as we mash the soft flesh of our tits against each other. I rake my nipples against hers, rubbing them against the underside of her areola and flicking her nipples with every other pass. She winces and moans as I attack her already reddened breasts; making me feel powerful and feminine.
We stumble against each other and the walls; trying to bully each other around the room with tongues and tits. Our bare feet scuffing the carpet in a sweaty, suffocating embrace. She muscles me against the wall and moves her thigh between my legs to tease my slick pussy. I moan as she rocks against me; my juices wetting her bare thigh. I can’t stay in this position… If I do, she’ll grind me to a messy finish…
I kick against the wall with my heel and push Annette backwards; the back of her calves hitting the side of the bed, sending us tumbling to the mattress. We roll twice on the mattress, kissing and humping in a tangle of sweaty limbs, nearing the edge. Annette slips from my clutches and disappears over the edge of the bed, landing facedown on the rough carpet.
I roll over the foot of the bed and land on her, my legs straddling the small of her back and pinning her down. We’re both tired and sweaty. Drained by our immense struggle. Looking up briefly, I see our reflection in the vanity mirror. Red and flaxen hair tousled and wild. Annette’s breasts rise and fall as she catches her breath with exaggerated gasps. I slide down her thighs and reach between her legs.
I’ll use her passion to bend her to my will. I’ll use her desire for Jack to dominate her…
My fingers glide past her ass and tease her labia. Massaging her softly, before diving between the fleshy folds in search of her clit. I caress and tease the little button making her moan involuntarily. A long, torturous groan rumbles from deep within, slipping past her plump lips. As it does, I grab and Annette by the turf of her hair with my free hand, and pull back; forcing her head upwards to gaze at our reflection with weary eyes. I make eye contact with her through the mirror, leaning forward and sinking my teeth into her shoulder and sucking harshly. I look like a tigress devouring her prey.
When my lips part from her shoulder, the skin is red and irritated. I pant softly in her ear:
“I own your cxnt, bitch. You’ll never best me. Jack’s cock is mine…”
