Marlena takes on Monica

[Monica The Milf]

    The wall slams my skull and my nose is pouring and the bite in my breast is deep enough to make my vision flash white, and something in me goes just as ugly. I don't try to talk her down. I grab two thick fistfuls of that long blonde hair and rip her off the wall with me, dragging her down into the water in a thrashing heap of wet skin and bouncing flesh.
I come up first and I don't give her air. I smash her head against the submerged step, then I straddle her chest and start raining punches into her face--mouth, cheek, mouth--hard enough that her head rocks and water sloshes over both of us. I rake my nails down her face, catching her cheek and her lip, then I drag those same nails down over both of those massive blonde tits, splitting scratched skin, leaving long angry lines that bead pink in the water.
I grab one heavy breast in each hand and squeeze until my fingers disappear, then I twist them in opposite directions like I want to tear them off her. I lean down and bite the upper swell of her right breast, deeper than before, and I hold it while I punch her in the ribs with my other fist.
"I hate you," I snarl against her skin, voice shaking. "I hate that sweet little mommy smile. I hate that you thought you could beat me like I was nothing. I'm going to destroy every soft inch of you."
I slap her across the face so hard the sound cracks off the water, then I do it again, and I keep her pinned while I claw fresh tracks down her stomach and the insides of her thighs. Yt

[Marlena the Milf]

   She's on me and she's trying to ruin me and I feel the hatred in every twist and every bite, and I give it right back twice as dirty. I buck so hard we both go under, then I come up with a handful of her hair and a fist already swinging. I punch her in the mouth, then I grab her throat and slam her down onto the step on her back.
I drop my full weight on her, knees in her arms, and I start beating on her tits like I mean to leave them unrecognizable--closed-fist shots to the undersides, the outer curves, the soft centers, watching them bounce and bruise darker with every impact. I rake my nails from her collarbones all the way down between her breasts and across her ribs, then I hook and scratch back up.

I yank her head up by the hair and spit a thick mix of blood and saliva onto her face.

"You don't get to hate me first," I pant, voice raw and shaking with anger. "I was ruining you before you even started fighting back. I'm going to keep going until this whole pretty mansion pool is pink with you."

I bite her shoulder, then her breast again, then I slam her head back down and punch her in the soft stomach over and over, each shot folding her, my heavy wet tits slapping against hers, both of us naked and wrecked and still trying to take the other apart. Yt

[Monica The Milf]

   She has me flattened again and the punches in my stomach and my breasts are making my whole body jump, but the anger is hotter than the pain now. I thrash, get one arm free, and rake my nails down her face hard enough to leave four long tracks. I punch her in the mouth from my back, then I grab her blonde hair and yank her down so I can smash my forehead into her already-split lip.

I roll us with everything I have, water exploding, and when I land on top I don't pause. I grab her throat, pin her, and start dishing out the same vicious rhythm she gave me--punches to the face, punches to those huge soft tits, nails dragging raw lines from her throat to her hips. I squeeze both breasts and twist, I bite the side of her left breast and shake, I slap her until her cheeks are bright and swelling.

"I'm not your victim," I snarl in her face, dark hair dripping into my eyes, blood on my teeth. "I'm the woman who's going to walk out of this pool having ruined you right back. I'm going to leave you so marked, so bruised, so bitten that every time you look down you see me."

I smash her head against the step once more and keep punching her in the ribs and the undersides of her breasts, both of us still going, both of us still trying to destroy the other, the fight finally as hateful as it is physical. Yt

[Marlena the Milf]

   I feel her punches and her teeth and I answer them like I want to take her apart piece by piece. I grab two huge wet handfuls of that long black hair, wrench her head back until her throat is bared, and smash my forehead into her face again. Her nose is already ruined and I feel it give more. Blood sheets down over her mouth and onto those heavy marked tits. I don't let her recover. I slam her down onto the submerged step so hard the water explodes around us, then I drop my full naked weight across her chest and start beating her in a rhythm that is no longer a fight so much as punishment.

I punch her in the mouth until her lip splits wider and blood runs into the pool. I punch the soft undersides of both breasts, one after the other, watching them bounce, flatten, and darken into deep ugly blotches. I rake both sets of nails from her throat all the way down between her tits, across her ribs, and onto her stomach, breaking skin in long raw furrows that immediately turn pink in the water. I hook my fingers into the already-bitten upper swell of her left breast and twist until the flesh is misshapen in my fist, then I lean down and bite the same spot again, deeper, shaking my head, leaving a dark ring that is going to be purple for days.

I yank her head up by the hair and spit a thick rope of blood and saliva onto her face, letting it run into her eyes.
"Look at you," I snarl, voice shaking with real hate. "All that talk and you're just a marked-up business bitch getting ruined in a pool by a mom. I'm going to keep beating these big soft things until they don't even look like yours anymore."
I slap her across the face so hard her head snaps sideways and a string of bloody spit flies, then I go back to punching her stomach and the sides of her tits, over and over, my own heavy bruised breasts slapping against hers with every blow. She is still moving under me. She is still trying. And I am still the one taking a serving her beating in toll. Yt

[Monica The Milf]

    My face is a mess. My nose is pouring. My breasts feel swollen and hot and every punch makes them bounce in a way that hurts down to the bone. I can taste copper and pool water and I can  feel how much she is taking out of me, and it only makes me nastier. I rake my nails down her face and punch her in the mouth from my back, then I grab that long blonde hair and yank her down so I can bite her cheek, her shoulder, the upper curve of her left breast, anything I can reach.

I get a knee up and drive it into her ribs, then I claw both hands down the full heavy hanging curves of her tits, leaving long raw tracks over the bruises I already put there. I squeeze one breast as hard as I can and twist, trying to make her feel the same ugly heat she's been pouring into me. I spit blood in her face and snarl through the wreck of my mouth.

"You're not ruining me for free," I growl. "I'm going to leave you just as destroyed. I'm going to make those big blonde tits look as bad as mine."

I punch her in the side of the breast and rake my nails down her back, fighting vicious, abusive, still in it--even as I can feel how much worse I am getting the worst of the damage. Yt

[Marlena the Milf]

    I eat her bite and her claws and I slam her back down anyway. I pin both of her wrists above her head with one hand and with the other I start slapping her face in a hard, mean, open-handed rhythm, left then right, until her cheeks are swollen and bright and streaked with blood. Then I switch to her chest. I punch the soft center of her left breast, then the right, then the undersides, watching them jump and ripple and darken. I dig my nails into the bite marks I already left and drag them sideways, opening them further.
I lean down until my bloody mouth is against her ear, my heavy wet tits smashed against hers.

"You're taking a beating you can't pay back," I whisper, vicious and almost sweet. "I can feel it. Every time you swing you're slower. Every time I hit these tits they bounce like they're already done. I'm going to keep going until you can't lift your arms."

I bite the side of her right breast and hold it, shaking, then I release and punch her in the stomach so hard the air leaves her in a wet broken sound. I grab her hair, smash her head against the step again, and go back to beating on her breasts and her ribs, relentless, graphic, hateful, my own marked body heaving over hers. The toll on her is obvious now. She is still fighting. She is just getting buried under it. Yt

[Monica The Milf]

I can barely keep my eyes open through the swelling and the blood and my chest feels like one continuous bruise, but I still get a hand free and I still use it. I rake four long nails down her face, I punch her in the mouth, I grab her blonde hair and yank until her head snaps back. I bite her breast again and twist the flesh in my fist, trying to put my own ruin on her even as I can feel how much more wrecked I am.
I snarl, I spit, I claw, I keep swinging at her tits and her face from the bottom, abusive and violent and not done--even though every breath is a fight and her punches are landing heavier than mine. I am still trying to destroy her. I am just the one the beating is taking the worst toll on. Yt

[MilfMaria]

Showing up at Pats mansion as I see my most hated rival, well now both of my hated rivals but that fucking blonde bitch Marlena ontop of Monica beating on her in the pool, as all I can think of is yanking that blonde bitches hair and dragging her to the deep end and showing that cxnt what a real beating is like!! as I pace back and forth watching these two, and I pace back and forth!! My hand and arm getting dangerously close and ready to snatch that bitches blonde hair!!

[MilfMaria]

Ive had enough of this cxnt Marlena destroying that black haired bitch Monica and I snatch a deep hold onto that blonde bitch Marlenas hair!! "You want a violent vicious brutal brawl, Ill give you want cxnt!!"

[Marlena the Milf]

I've got Monica flattened on the step and I am still beating her like I mean to take her apart. My fist slams into the soft underside of her left breast, then the right, watching those heavy marked tits bounce and darken. I rake my nails down the center of her chest, splitting already-ruined skin, and I yank her head up by that long black hair so I can spit blood in her face and punch her in the mouth again.

"Stay there and take it--"
The sentence dies in my throat.
A hand fists in my long blonde hair from behind and rips my head back so hard my scalp lights on fire. I know that pull. I know the angle. I know the hate in it. My most hated rival has me by the hair at the edge of the pool and she wrenches me off Monica like she's dragging a rag doll out of a kill.

I snarl, twisting, still trying to keep a hand on Monica even as my neck is cranked back and my heavy bare breasts are yanked up and exposed to the air. Water sheets off me. Blood runs down my chin. I claw backward at the wrist in my hair, punching blindly behind me, furious that anyone would dare put their hands on me in the middle of ruining this dark-haired bitch.
"Get your fucking hands off me!"

[MilfMaria]

I've got that long blonde hair in both fists and I wrench Marlena off Monica like I'm dragging a dog off a kill. Water sheets off her naked marked body, those huge wet tits swinging as I rip her backward onto the stone. I know this body. I hate this body. We've done this before and we will do it again until one of us is wrecked beyond standing.
I slam her down on the patio on her back and drop my weight on her, pink bikini still on me, her bare scratched skin sliding under mine. I smash her head against the stone once, hard, then I punch her in the mouth with everything I have. I rake both sets of nails down her face and over those massive bare breasts, leaving long raw tracks across bruises Monica already started.

"You don't get to ignore me," I snarl in her face, voice shaking with old hate.

"You don't get to beat some other bitch in my sight like I don't exist. Look at me."

I grab two handfuls of her hair, yank her head up, and slap her across the face so hard the sound cracks off the water. Then I punch the soft undersides of both tits, watching them bounce, and I hook my fingers in the pink strings of my own top just long enough to keep my balance while I lean down and bite the upper swell of her left breast, shaking, leaving my mark over whoever else's was already there. I want her ruined. I want her hurt. I want her to remember my hands, not Monica's. Yt

[Marlena the Milf]

   The second I hear that voice I know exactly who has me and the hate in my chest goes white. I release Monica without even looking at her. This is older. This is uglier. This is Maria.

I drive my forehead up into her face and I feel it land. I rake my nails down her sides, hook the pink bikini top, and rip. One cup tears free and that heavy matching tit of hers spills out into my hand. I squeeze it viciously and twist, then I punch her in the mouth from my back and buck hard enough to dump her sideways toward the pool.

I come up snarling, naked, dripping, marked from Monica and not caring. I grab two huge fistfuls of that long blonde hair that looks too much like mine and I smash her head against the stone. I punch her in the soft stomach, then in the underside of her still-covered breast, then I rake my nails down the center of her chest and rip at the rest of that pink top until it hangs ruined.

"Get your hands off me?" I spit blood in her face. "You grabbed me. You asked for this. I hate you more than I hate anyone in this mansion and I am going to destroy you for putting your hands in my hair."

I slap her, punch her tit, bite her shoulder, and drag her with me toward the water, both of us blonde, both of us built the same, both of us trying to take the other apart. Yt

[MilfMaria]

  She rips my top and my breast is out and her teeth are in my shoulder and it only makes me meaner. I grab her hair again and haul her off the stone into the shallow end with me, pink bottoms still on, one tit bare, the other fighting the ruined top. I slam her against the tiled wall and start beating on those huge naked breasts like they belong to the woman I despise most in the world.
I punch the left, punch the right, rake my nails across both, then I grab them and squeeze until my fingers sink deep and I twist in opposite directions. I smash her head against the tile, slap her swollen mouth, and lean in until our almost-identical faces are an inch apart.
"You think you're the only vicious blonde here?" I snarl. "I've ruined you before. I'll ruin you again. I'm going to leave these tits so bruised you feel me every time they bounce."
I bite the same breast she bit on me, deeper, and I hold it while I punch her in the ribs. I want her maimed. I want her marked as mine to hate. I wrench her hair and drag her down into the water, trying to dunk her, trying to keep the beating going, pink fabric hanging off me, both of us blonde and heaving and hateful. Yt

[Marlena the Milf]

I come up out of the dunk swinging. I grab her ruined pink top and tear the rest of it off so both of those heavy tits are bare and matching mine. I punch her in the mouth, then I grab two handfuls of her blonde hair and smash her face into the tile the way she smashed mine.

I drop my naked weight on her in the shallow water and I start pouring it on--slaps across her face, fists into the soft undersides of her breasts, nails dragging raw lines from her throat to her stomach. I bite the upper swell of her right breast and shake. I spit blood on her chest. I wrench her hair and grind my marked body against hers, both of us the same shape, the same size, the same kind of mean.

"You snatched me off a beating," I snarl against her ear. "Now you get the beating. I hate you. I've always hated you. I'm going to wreck this mirror-image body until you can't stand up."

I punch her in the tit again, vicious and relentless, and I don't look back at Monica. This is Maria. This is the fight I came alive for. Yt

[MilfMaria]

   I want her gone. Not beaten. Gone. I grab two huge wet handfuls of that long blonde hair that looks too much like mine and I smash her face into the tile until blood from her mouth smears the wall. I wrench her head back and punch her in the throat just hard enough to make her gag, then I drive my fist into the soft center of her left breast, then the right, over and over, watching those massive naked tits bounce and darken.
I rake both sets of nails down her face, across her throat, and over both breasts, breaking skin in long raw furrows. I hook my fingers into the bite marks already there and twist the flesh until it distorts in my hands. I slam her down onto the submerged step, drop my weight on her chest, and start beating her head against the stone in short, hateful bursts.
"I hate you," I snarl through my teeth. "I have always hated you. I want you wrecked. I want you unrecognizable. I want you to stop breathing in my face."
I bite the side of her left breast and shake like I mean to tear it. I punch her in the ribs, the stomach, the undersides of both tits. My ruined pink bottoms are the only thing still on me. My own heavy breasts are swinging and slapping against hers with every blow. I dunk her head under and hold it there a second too long, then rip her up by the hair just to slap her again. Yt

[MilfMaria]