Roy's attention was again grabbed by his lovely blonde wife. Now, it was Vicki with her hands in Larissa's hair, and she began dragging her friend and neighbor across the grass by it. The brunette kicked and screamed in pain, finally managing to get to her knees and wrap her arms around the blonde's left leg. Vicki responded with a knee lift to the chin that sent the Latina crumpling to her back, dazed, eyes blinking rapidly as she stared up at the blonde. Vicki grabbed both of her rival's wrists and pulled her to the edge of the fight area. She then bent down and shoved, rolling Larissa over and outside the boundary. Shelly blew the whistle. Mark's wife had been brutally eliminated. There were eleven fighters left. And Vicki was now a free radical.
Speaking of free radicals, one was now making itself felt in the vicious battle between Heather and Natalie as gray haired Lisa attacked the latter from behind, slamming three rabbit punches into the back of her head. The brunette's knees wobbled, and her blonde nemesis took advantage, landing a blizzard of punches to her boobs and belly. Soon enough, Natalie was on her knees as a result of the double team.
The other brutal, two-way contest taking place inside the confines of the fight area remained undisturbed by any third parties, and, as a result, the fight remained on even terms as brunette Samantha and blonde Kaitlyn continued to pound away at one another. As if by mutual consent, the two women had released one another's hair and begun using both hands to dish out punishment. Blonde and brunette were clearly feeling the effects, gasping and groaning as each blow slammed into face, belly, or breast, but neither would give an inch and neither could gain any advantage.
Donna, however, had the advantage and wasn't giving it up. The redhead's powerful legs were wrapped tightly around Amanda's D cups, squeezing the air and the fight out of the tough brunette. Amanda twisted and pulled at her rival's legs, but she couldn't come close to parting them. Donna poured on the pressure as the brunette gritted her teeth and gasped for air. Finally, Amanda's eyes fluttered and her legs relaxed. Her arms dropped to her sides and the last of the air was forced from her lungs with a final powerful squeeze by the redhead. Seconds later, Amanda was still, squeezed unconscious by Donna's scissors.
The redhead wasted no time dispatching her opponent. She released the hold and got to her feet. Then she grabbed the senseless Amanda by the legs and dragged her to the boundary. Two quick shoves sent the brunette outside the lines and Shelly blew the whistle. "And then there were ten," Roy said with a smile, as he watched Donna take in the field of battle and immediately head for her struggling stepdaughter.
Help had already arrived for the seemingly-doomed Jessica. As the black woman's oxygen was cut off by Gina's DDDs, her struggles got weaker and weaker. Until, suddenly, she was looking at the blue sky. Gina's boobs were out of her face and the blonde's weight was no longer pressing her against the ground. Jessica had no idea why, but Roy did. He'd watched on one of the screens as Gabrielle had approached, grabbed the blonde by her long hair, and tossed her to the grass. Gina bounced up quickly, but the Black woman was all over her, staggering her with a series of punches to the head, then going to work on those big boobs with punches and elbows.
It took a little time for Jessica to get to her feet and gather herself, but, when she had, she joined the battle, staggering the blonde with a pair of kicks to the head and then, as Gabby backed off to give her room, sending Gina crashing to the ground with a round kick to the left boob. The two brunettes then went to work kicking and stomping at the blonde, who rolled into a ball to protect herself. She was already near the barrier when her form when limp after a kick to the back of the head from Jessica. The black women then simply rolled the unconscious blonde over a few times and sent her outside the lines. The whistle blew again. Gina was out. Nine were left. And, two of them, Jessica and Gabrielle, were headed toward the center of the melee, where Donna had pulled Heather off her daughter and had begun brawling with the lovely young blonde.
Before they arrived, however, Roy's wife did. She grabbed an unsuspecting Lisa from behind in a rear naked choke and pulled her away from a wobbly Natalie. The gray haired beauty was lifted completely off her feet as Roy quietly cheered. "Get her, baby! Show her who the toughest MILF is!" Lisa kicked and twisted, reaching behind her to grab Vicki's hair, but Roy's blonde warrior, teeth gritted in pain, kept squeezing until Lisa's hands fell away from her hair and the younger woman's feet stopped kicking. Her head dropped and her body went limp. The blonde dropped her rival to the grass and took a few seconds to massage her own scalp before grabbing the insensate Lisa by the arms, dragging her to the white line, and rolling her outside the fight area. Shelly sounded the whistle again. Eight women were left, and Roy's wife was a free radical again.
Meanwhile, in the middle of everything, Jessica and Gabrielle arrived and attacked Donna, quickly sending the redhead staggering away from Heather, allowing the blonde to turn back on the battered Natalie. The brunette was instantly in trouble. Having taken a ton of punishment via the double team, she could no longer hold her own against her rival. Heather banged away at Natalie's head and breasts, forcing her backward toward the barrier, forcing her away from Donna, who was, herself, being pummeled by Gabby and Jessica.
Roy's eyes changed screens and found Vicki. His blonde beauty strode across the grass, and slammed four punches into Kaitlyn's kidneys. "Get her, Vick!" Roy said with a smile. Damn was this hot! He couldn't wait to share it with the guys. But, for now, all of this was his and his alone.
