The fight gets even more intense.
The girls are entering a frenzy trying to get better views, and cheering us on.
My tits are raveged, and You roll on top of me, starting to send fists at my face.
Bruised, bloodied, but unbowed, I I reach up, grab two handfuls of hair, and twist and roll. Getting on top of you, I slam your head into the grass several times, then rip my hands from your hair and wrap them around your neck. I press my full body weight into you, trying to choke the life out of you.
I'll kill for this you Bitch