[Serena77]

Hi Bitch! So you are still alive ! You were hiding yourself from the start of the poll! Let's fight !

I slam my right fist 3 times into your plump tummy............you double forward clutching your belly, your mouth opened in a big "O" ....... I grab your hair with my hands and I slam my right knee in your face.............you fall to the mat on your back..........I grin to you and I say: "Welcome in my ring, you bitch!"

                                                                                                      as you slam my belly pain shoots threw me then you grabs my locks oohhh whore my head snaps back from your knee but realize im at the right level i bite you in the thigh hows that feel bitch

AAAWWW! My beautiful thigh! You will pay for this ! I slam my right knee into your left breast! "Do you like this, slut ?" I grab your hair again and I push you to the floor by them............then I stand over you grinning .........."And now some body stomping, bitch!" I lift my right foot and I start to stomp on your ribcage.............

[RedEnforcer]

Francine's kick to my ribs forces me down on one knee and a pain like a hot poker passes through me.  "Finish her Francine," the crowd bay, and a penumbra forms above me as the brunette's saggy bootay starts to block out the light.  The smirk on her lips makes my pain evaporate, however, and I drive up with both legs so that my shoulder catches Francine in the waist which is now encircled in my arms.  We both hit the deck with me on top initially, but the momentum carries us over and over.

"Oh, boy, a catball.  My favorite" Ricky shouts from the crowd...

Awesome recovery!
(and I love that penumbra and bootay were used in the same sentence.)

[RedEnforcer]

Damn..I knew that matchup would be the one to watch and it is not disappointing.

[Jonica]

One contestant was down by 20+ votes two days ago...and came back to win.  Hope her knees aren't too sore....LOL!!!  

[Wrestlerjunkee]

With our hands locked together, Francine and I hurl our swelling breasts together head on. They collide brutally again and again. They shove each other back up onto our chests, then spread and mash in taut compression before being withdrawn. The barrages are so hard that both of us alternately stagger.  Despite the cat hate and the pain from Francine's blows to my stomach, I am in my element, slugging it out with such a well-endowed rival, and I know I can win.

Sorry Tiff for not responding sooner. And Rikki, glad you know how to pick a winner.Tiff and I are in an even battle of two large busted women. Tiff's look larger to some because they stick out more. Perhaps because they are filled with some foreign substance. My fully natural "E" girls are flatter and spread out wider but may well be larger volumetrically. Slamming out tits together and trying to push each other back has the spectators yelling wildly. We switch tactics and wrap our arms around each other in bearhugs. Compressing our tits together as hard as we can while trying to eliminate the other taking a breath. Her tits push into mine and mine spread out around hers, completely engulfing them. It is another stalemate.

I release my bearhug and push her back by her shoulders. I snap a hard punch into her soft belly. The small amount of extra fat there spreads out in wavelets as my fist buries in deep.

Any woman who can work the word "volumetrically" into a titfight has my vote. And here's the descriptions I love so much from Francine. Will TIff be able to answer?

Now that is an SAT word.