Mom then had a good quarrel with a neighbor in the yard. We were family friends, but I did not know the real reason for the conflict. Mom said more than once that she would "make" this fat bitch. She was angry and clearly did not intend to accumulate anger in herself. .physical abuse for her was a kind of release of negative energy. According to the stories, she fought with her sister more than once, but alas, I did not see that.
v The neighbor's name was Lilya. Tall blonde, curvaceous. .everything was harmonious with her: big breasts, curly ass, powerful fleshy legs, broad shoulders. She was beautiful, you can't argue. Mom, on the other hand, was about a head shorter, a brunette, 10 kilograms lighter, but with wide, powerful hips. .more than once they had the opportunity to grab each other's hair and scratch their faces, but none of them dared to take this step.
v Once such a chance all the same fell for my mother, we then had a rest in the summer on the beach. .Lilya was in a beautiful black swimsuit, her uniforms reluctantly attracted attention. Mom was in a blue bathing suit, and they both looked very sexy that day at the beach. .we rested until the evening, until the sun began to set, and many left around, only the children and mother, that is, us, remained.
.v My friend and I went on a swim, we were 18 years old, and when we sailed back, we saw an interesting picture on the shore. Our mothers pushed each other, gesturing strongly and not expressing very nicely. .we were in no hurry to get out of the water, but we also wanted to see what would happen next.
v For some time they did not push each other hard on the shoulders, then both stopped, and Mom said what to Leela, threatening her with her index finger. .the neighbor didn’t say anything, instead she hit Mom hard on the cheek with her palm. The slap was strong, and my mother turned around from the blow. She clutched her lip with her hand, checking for blood. .Lilya looked at her, spreading her arms to the side, saying something like: "And that's all?"
v Mom did not answer. She came closer to her and gave her rival a juicy slap in the face on the right. Lilya covered her face with her hands, it shocked her. .they stood for a while and looked at each other with clenched fists. Nobody dared to attack first, or maybe they just wanted to give up this case.
v We swam closer, hiding behind the catamarans, so that it was better heard.
v - - Well, bitch, let it go?
.Mom asked, clenching her teeth. Lilya twisted her face and shouted: "The bitch herself!" She came closer to my mother and gave a slap in the face, then another, and another ... .She furiously hit Mom on the cheeks with her palms, she, in turn, covered herself with her hands, but nevertheless missed many blows. Lilya swung well, striking each blow right on target, not allowing her opponent to recover. .Mom screamed every time Lilina hit the target with a slap in the face. She stepped back to escape the blows. She already got it well, her face turned red, blood appeared on her lower lip. .Lily went to her, but then her mother's leg ran between her legs, and she grabbed the bikini area with both hands and bent in half.
v-Bitch! -She cried out in pain.
v Mom wiped the blood from her cheek with her hand, and grabbing Lilya by the hair pulled her towards herself. .she hissed with anger. Her rival tilted her head below her hips and, without letting go of her hair, punched her knee in the nose. Lilya squeezed out something between a cry and surprise, a short "A". Mom pulled her hair again and repeated the same blow. .lily fell on her back on the sand. Her nose was smashed and blood quickly ran down her face. Mom climbed on top of her, pushed her ass to the ground, and hugs her waist with her hips. Lily's tears were flowing, it is clear that she did not want to continue. .Mom slapped her in the face, then another. Lilya screamed in pain, putting her hands forward, preventing her opponent from hitting again. Mom tried to wring her hands, and even a couple of times she managed to hit her neighbor in the face. .Lilya began to come to her senses a little, and grabbing her mother by the elbows, she pulled her off with force. They jumped to their feet almost simultaneously. .Mom raised her hand for another slap in the face, but then Lily caught her hand, and with the other, stepping back and swinging, she hit her on the nose with force with his fist.
v Mamania groaned in pain. .blood from his nose spattered onto the sand, and small bloody streams poured down his lips and chin. Lilya grabbed her hair with both hands and began tugging at it, forcing her mother to shake her head from side to side. They both squeaked and swore. .Lilya pulled as hard as she could, not giving the defenseless rival a chance to grab her by the hair in return. She pulled her hair from side to side, ripping an already decent ball of hair from her head. .Mom tried to grab her hands, but she made a sharp movement in her hips and pulled her down. She fell on her knees in the sand, still holding her lily hands. .Lilya with difficulty freed her hand from her grip, and holding her by the hair with one hand, with her free hand began to beat her face with her palm. Mom screamed desperately, shouting all kinds of abuse. Then the abuse turned into crying and tears. .she begged Lilya to stop, and even let go of her hands. But the neighbor did not even think to stop, she only freed herself from the grip and began to beat her rival in the face with two hands. It was already a brutal beating. .mother did not resist, blows fell on her poor face. Her cheeks were red from the blows, her upper lip was cracked, and blood was oozing from her nose. Lil tseya hit her with a swing with the back of her hand, and my mother collapsed on the sand, face up. .she moaned loudly, and Lilya just looked and smiled. She suffered less, but the blood from her nose did not stop oozing. She wiped it with her hand from under her nose and sat down on top of her rival.
.v I expected her to hit her in the face further, but instead she wiped the blood off her face and stuck passionately to her lips. It was strange and unexpected. .she kissed her like that for about a minute, then slowly got up, and leaving her lying, went to the river to wash her face. Mom groaned in pain as she lay on the sand. She did not get up for a long time. In the meantime, Lilya left, taking with her my friend, her son. .It was difficult to discuss what happened, but in the future we got another chance to see our mothers fight, and this time it happened a little differently ..
