Petite MILFs

[Charlene]

Two petite MILF's had been at odds for years, constantly at one another verbally.  A recent catty exchange spiraled them in a new dimension of dislike, casing them both to fantasize about a physical confrontation.  I series of texts intensified their desire and a meeting was arranged, just the two of them.  I place was agreed to, and they arrived within minutes of each other, eager to do battle. Each agreed to catfight rules, hair pulling and slapping of course, and since they were equal in breast size, attacks there were also agreed to.  They both stripped to the waist, keeping their tight leggings on to  minimize any damage below their waists.  They squared off, the tension palpable, breathing hard as their hands clenched and their nipples stiffened in anger and anticipation. Looks were exchanged and each lunged for the other, hands going for each others blonde bobs as they crushed together body to body. Squeals and moans filled the room  as they tore at hair, slapped at bodies and grabbed at breasts. The battled raged on, blonde hair littering the carpet, bodies full of matching handprints, breasts red and splotched with bruises, nipples pulled on and pinched. They separated time and time again, glaring with hateful, tear filled eyes before reengaging each other. Finally the favor turned to one of them, and they fought to a submission.

[Charlene]