Both Maureen's and Anne's right hands have disappeared into their rivals full bushes. Squeezing and groping to obtain a controlling hold. Suddenly Anne's right hand flings a good sized fist full of Maureen's short hairs into the air. They scatter on the ground and upon closer inspection, I notice a small bald spot on the left side of Maureen's pubic patch. Maureen's face is contorted from the pussy attack. I think she may be weakening. I notice Anne glance in my direction as she continues her pussy assault on my wife. See sees me jerking off to their fight, and she winks at me and licks her tongue. Maureen picks up on this and she is obviously pissed with this flirting business. I see Maureen's right fingers at work in between Anne's luscious long legs. Maureen has gotten a hold of Anne's delicate labia and is not letting go. In a jealous rage Maureen lets us see the cxnt-lip-lock she's applied to Anne's womanhood. In one cruel swift motion, Maureen yanks downward on Anne's tender , yet pliable folds of labia and starts stretching them almost down to her knees. Anne's husband lets out a gasp, and wants to stop the contest .This brawl is proving to be very viscious and we have only begun.
