I really hope Jon Grey will countine with this series at some point. Not many can describe a titfight as he can. A true master.
The darker breasts remained on top of the paler set as Sabrina mirrored
Tiffany's earlier maneuver, standing on her toes, then brutally dropping her
heavy wrecking balls on top of Tiffany's helpless, unprotected tits. I saw
Sabrina's face wince, but Tiffany cried out, her head lolling back as her tits
were brutalized. Realizing the effectiveness of the move, Sabrina raised up
and dropped her heavy udders again, splashing the dense titflesh onto my
girlfriend's pulverized rack. This time Tiffany's head fell forward, drooping
onto Sabrina's shoulders as the latter shifted the tired woman in her arms.
I couldn't believe it. When Sabrina began grinding, it was apparent that
Tiffany's tits had taken the beating most severely, as they simply flopped
about while the dark haired beauty manipulated her own chest. Tiffany's left
breast shifted over, making room for the dominant woman's more powerful tits.
Her right did the same, though Sabrina folded it inward, gathering the
formerly full orb into her own cleavage. Sabrina was quite literally rubbing
her victory in. I felt my mouth drop, powerless to do anything but watch my
girlfriend take her first defeat in my presence. Tiffany responded to her
breasts' defeat with weak, token resistance, but now her breasts just shaped
around the firmer tits of the dark-haired woman, doing little damage with her
strikes. Tiffany thrust her chest forward, and her defeat became tangible as
her tits simply gave way to Sabrina's stronger pair. They mushroomed at the
tip, but unlike the other times the four breasts had met point to point,
Tiffany's continued to balloon out, severely. She didn't quite flatten
completely, but the loss was apparent. Tiffany looked at Sabrina and dully
whispered her submission. Sabrina laughed and pulled her close, flattening
Tiffany's breasts even further.
