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Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT

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Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT
« on: March 28, 2018, 05:50:40 PM »
It has been a few weeks since Linda and I had our last fight at the casino. I decided to take a long weekend and enjoy myself alone, never knowing who I might have a bit of fun with. Standing in front of the desk I am talking to the floor manager after checking in before heading up to the Presidential Suite. The floor manager is telling me how the staff has missed seeing me and is looking forward to insuring that I have a refreshing weekend and that if there is anything I need to just let him know. As we engage in a bit of flirtation I see his eyes widen a bit as he looks over my shoulder. As I turn my head I see my rival Linda exiting a cab through the large windows. Turning back to Allen, the manager, I smile and tell him he can "rest easy hon, this cur and I aren't here to rearrange any more of the floor items not to put on a show. It is just happenstance that she and I seem to always be here on the same nights." I slowly walk back over to the large reservation desk and watch you enter, loving the look I see on your face as you look up and see me standing there. As you walk over I smile myself, saying out loud "Damn, I thought there was a limit on how many times someone can get destroyed here and continue to return. Guess some "women" are too old to realize when they should stop trying. Oh Hello Linda, and how are you.....dear?" as I my eyes roam over your nicely dressed form, looking for any obvious remnants of our last encounter. Before you can reply I turn and give Maria a wave asking her to send up the catalog from the casino's exclusive clothing department to my suite. At that I turn and start to head over to the reserved elevator. Stopping I turn back and see you glaring at me. Taking a step to you I lean close enough so only you can hear me. "Call me when you get you room bitch, I have a wonderfully wicked idea for this weekend, that is if you are not going to run out like a little girl. We have sooooo much to discuss."

As I enter the elevator and it smoothly glides up to the top floor I can't help but feel a tingle of anticipation course through me. The thought had suddenly popped into my mind that Linda and I have both went tooth and nail but never have I had the chance to turn her into a quivering mess in an all out sexfight and this weekend may present just this chance. I can feel my nipples harden at the images that run through my mind of the 2 of us tearing at one another as we engage in the ultimate female competition, trying to out fight and out fuck the other. "Damn good thing I got this huge suite then" I muse to myself. Now to see if the old whore will rise to my bait. "Seems like this weekend just blossomed with opportunity" I think to myself, exiting the elevator and slowly walking up to my suite. As I enter I take it in, the large floor to ceiling windows, the complete bar, the sunken living space, the 2 luxurious bedrooms with baths ensuring complete and total privacy if needed. "This is just perfect". I say out loud,
I walk over to the bar and pour myself a large bourbon and sit back and wait to see if you call. I have taken just 2 drinks when my phone rinds. I wait a moment and then answer knowing full well who is on the other end of the connection. When you do identify yourself I smile, then begin my attempt to seduce you to my suite.
"Linda, how good you took me up on my invitation to call. I have a few things to propose to you. As we both know the last few "outings" we have had together have not been in your favor and I was feeling remiss in the fact that you have not had the opportunity to redeem yourself....if you even could. Here's my idea. I have this huge suite. I am alone for the weekend. We have both went all out in our past wars and you have seemed to come up just short in every meeting. What I am proposing is to have you spend the entire weekend....here.....with me....alone in this suite. we would then take things to the final level. We would have the chance to have the ultimate confrontation. An all out anything goes sexFIGHT. This would finally put to rest in your mind that I am and always will be the better woman. I can and will out fight you....I can and will out fuck you. If you have the womanly resolve just come up. I have already left instructions for Maria to have a card ready for you at the reservation desk. All you have to do is pick it up and come on up. So, are you really my rival or just another wannabe?" I purr into the phone, waiting to hear you say what I hope to hear.

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Re: Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT
« Reply #1 on: March 28, 2018, 09:34:30 PM »
The Winter has been endless, and even though Spring has arrived, I am cooped up and frozen.  My hubby Tim suggested that I go off for the long weekend and relax, knowing that spending some of his bucks at the Casino seems to put me in a good mood.  Normally, I would jump at the chance, but through incredible bad luck, my last two trips ended up in catfights with some overripe whore that eked out humiliating victories over me.  Lightning cannot strike three times, I say to myself, and wanting to enjoy a little fling, I pack my  SUV and chug off for adventure.

The closer I get, the more that vivid memories of my two catfights with that Vanessa flood my thoughts.  I find myself stepping on the gas pedal as I remember opportunities to stomp on her, am almost crushing my coffee cup as I think of her soft breasts in my clutches, and as I run my hand through my hair I am forced to recall the shameful pube plucking I endured.  I twitch, feeling the lush growth down there, and look forward to some pampering as I pull into the spa and have valet service deal with bags and car.

Swishing my buns, throwing my hair back, a glance in the mirror shows me looking good as I make an entrance, which turns mouth dropping instead of show stopping.  Right in front of me is that auburn haired slut.  This cannot be.  Before I can swerve or back away, she spots me and has the nerve to greet me, asks me to call, and sashays off like she owns the place.  Open mouthed, that sweet Allen, who always handles my requests, informs me that the room is all set, luggage already up there.  "Always exciting when you are here Miss Linda".  I hurry what would normally be a coy moment, as I thank him and rise up to my room, my head spinning. 
 
What did that bitch mean about discussing things?  Could this be a setup?  I stew for an impatient moment as I pour a crown royale and realize that I have to expunge this tart from my head, as if squeezing a zit.  The analogy is perfect for me, and picturing Vanessa as a foul pimple, I dial up.  Never one to sit back, or as my husband says, always leading with my mouth, I listen to her outrageous invitation to settle things.  Bustling side to side nervously, I listen and instantly accept.  She natters on, about arrangements and her wonderful fucking suite, but my heart is pumping so hard I can’t hear her.  I have tonight and the whole weekend to deflate this hag flatter than a shed snake skin.  Whatever she said or says, once I get up to her suite, (and why is it higher than mine), I will be setting the agenda, not her.

She has never dealt with me in a truly one on one situation and there will be no escaping my wrath.  A flicker of  thought crosses my mind:  why is she doing this?, but I realize she is so egotistical that she thinks she will gain another triumph more easily than before.  My only internal hesitation comes with the idea of a sex fight with her.  I am completely confident that I have seen all her catfighting tricks, but I am probably a novice compared to her in sexfighting.  Well, I’ll beat the crap out of her sloppy titties first, and that should soften her up.

Heading towards the station where Maria will meet me to provide an access card, her eyebrows arch when I let her know that I’ll be staying with my good friend Vanessa for part of my stay. "Lets hope you have good fortune" she gracefully suggests.  In my sheer dark blue dinner gown that I thought was so delicious, I let myself into this so called presidential suite, to be surprised by how elegant it is, much more so than cookie cutter style rooms like the suite I was provided.  Announcing myself, I hear her bray a welcome and listen to her horsey clip clopping as she rounds a corner, both of us with hands on hips.

"Thank you for providing an opportunity to test each other.  You have no idea how much I will enjoy this", as I undress my foe with my eyes, getting ready to shred this piece of baggage.  No one here to separate us this time or to place inhibitions on us.  "Shall we discuss our little weekend  get together?"

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Re: Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT
« Reply #2 on: March 28, 2018, 11:32:11 PM »
As we stand across from one another, each of us in an aggressive posture I canohelp but smile.
“Oh.....hon....I am so glad you opted to take me up on my offer. Before we both throw caution to the wind I would like to tell you something. And let me preface this by telling you as I am sure you will agree we are not now and never will be “friends”. What we are are rivals. I do not like you nor do I care for you haughty holier than thou attitude. That being said I will acknowledge your capabilities. You did succeed in doing one thing in our 2 previous fights. That was push me beyond anyplace I have been before. Now it’s my turn.
During the fights we had you always were hesitant to let go, to embrace the primal sexual heat. If you are a true rival you will admit that. I could tell your body was responding and was craving more but you were too prudish to engage me in that manner. Our fights, no our WARS were tooth and nail and even though I came out on top I wanted more, to push the boundaries even further, to remove ALL restrictions and fight and fuck you. So, all that being said, that is what I crave. I am reasonably sure you do as well. “
Stepping over to the bar I take a chance and turn my back to you as I pour myself a glass of my bourbon of choice, Blantons. Taking the bottle of Crown Royal I pour you a drink and leave it sitting in the bar.
I walk past you, feeling your seething glare, and sit on the large chair. Crossing my legs I take a long slow sip as I stare at you.
“I also took the chance and have gotten us some “attire” for this if you would like to possibly use it. It is laid out on the bed in the room I have for you. Mine is laid out in a like manner in my own. Rest assured I did not invite you here to seduce you, to make love to you, or to even have sex with you. I invited you here for one reason. An all out primal anything and everything goes sexFIGHT. And it will be a fight. So if you got the tits bitch get dressed after you finish your drink.” 
I stand up and walk into my room. Closing the door I quickly strip down to bare skin. Looking in the floor length mirror I run my hands over my rock and nipples and down through my trimmed bush, pressing hard in my engirged clutch. Then I turn and slip the sheer thigh hi hosiery on and then slip into the dark green crotchless panties, hoping you are preparing in a like manner with your matching dark blue ones.
I walk back out and again take my seat, spreading my legs wide as I lean back and sip on my bourbon, watching your door and waiting to see if you are a worthy rival.

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Re: Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT
« Reply #3 on: March 29, 2018, 11:24:53 AM »
As I see you face to face and alone, starting to talk with a swagger, I am about to pounce like a feral cat, but a word or two of yours penetrates.  You are calling me a rival and challenging me to an all out effort with the winner able to know that she is the better, no, the best woman.  My quivering lower lip and flushing earlobes reveals my brain working it out.  No boundaries, fucking and fighting till fucked and fought out, and then looking down at your carcass.

I am sold and willing to play along, even as you waltz in front of me with your back turned, me whiffing  a waft of your subtle but strong perfume as I pick up my crown royal and watch you go to your room.  Not finishing my drink, but taking it with me, I admire the royal blue crotchless panties, with the lace design framing my fair Irish flesh and my kinky thatch of newly grown in fur.  Wriggling into my thigh hi's and adjusting, I suck in a breath, then a draught of my drink.  The lighting is flattering and my confidence is soaring as I do a little pivot.  I wish I had a battle flag, but my jutting pink nipples will do.

It is now my turn to stride boldly back to the ‘arena’ near the bar, where I note another drink poured and you sitting legs agape wearing a green outfit identical in pattern to my blue.  I slow my steps, and slide by the bar, and gracefully holding my drink, matching your posture as I sit facing you.  "Great set up, i'll have some great photos of the results" as I nod over to my phone.  "Before we start, I want to see what you really look like", as I pointedly focus on your face, then neck, then tits.  My gaze lingers, as I huff , and sneer, and shake my head at some aspect of your appearance or body.  My eyes dart to your legs and thighs, tsk,tsking, then your tummy and hips with  a snort, and then my eyes bore into your crotch, and your bush, and your thin lipped snatch.  I arch up in my chair, wriggling my buns and assume the proud posture of a contest winner, as my lips curl slightly.
 
Let this bitch soak up the results of my examination I think.

"Not sure how you measure up" as I stand, legs spread and slowly advance on you.  "I suppose I should check the texture", as I turn my hand upward in a cupping move. and after a hesitation, move it up from crotch level to breast height.  My eyes are twinkling as I let you know "I am not holier than thou, simply a smarter and classier lady then you Vanessa".

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Re: Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT
« Reply #4 on: March 29, 2018, 04:11:13 PM »
Now this should be some battle. Go at it girls!!

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« Reply #5 on: March 29, 2018, 05:22:37 PM »
Watching you strut in from your room I find my eyes glued to you. Taking you in, watching you swagger your way over to the bar and then as you take a seat across from me, mimicking my own spread relaxed posture. My eyes stare into yours then I purposely let them drop to your large tits, noting that your nipples are seemingly as hard and aroused as my own. Lower I look taking in your form, the smile never leaving my face but also never reaching my eyes. Finally I center my gaze on the obvious new fur between you legs, the thin pouty lips protruding from the folds of the crotchless panties.
As you stand up and comment upon the “texture” I realize that what we have both really desired is finally going to happen. I smile even more as I stand up facing you. Taking a final sip of my bourbon, the warmth slowly spreading through my body as it slides down my throat, I sit the cut crystal glass down on the table.
“Yes Linda, lets examine the texture. Let me show you the body that is going to bring you to sexual heights you have never known and show you the pain to go along with that pleasure. Let me” as I step closer to you, taking slow measured steps until we are standing nipple to nipple. The heat coming from both of us intense. I look down at the contrast of you in the blue lace and myself in the green. Looking back up into your eyes I see the lust mirrors there that is showing in my own. “We can be as soft and slow and sensual as you want....bitch” I whisper as I align my nipples with yours, then hear us both gasp as the electric like shock is made s they touch. “Or....we can be as hard and as rough and dirty as we can both be” I snarl as I quickly reach up and yank your red hair hard, bringing our faces together as I bite/kiss your lips. Pushing my entire body into yours as I force my tongue into your mouth and lick yours. Our eyes locked on one another’s. “And I am positive we will do it all before you finally end up in a cum covered heap beneath me you SLUT” I snarl.

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« Reply #6 on: March 29, 2018, 07:15:11 PM »
As the distance closes with us advancing in slow measured steps, it seems as if a soundtrack should be playing.  Heat and vibes emanate even before your rubbery brown nipples thump into my delicious pink ones with a shock.  Both pairs of breasts quiver as I suck in a breath.  I watch your expression and note how sensitive your hangers are. Amazed at how you keep talking, going on and on with your bluster, I am truly surprised when you suddenly shove in lip to lip, and roughly kiss, lick and nip.  I catch the evil glint in your eyes, before I shove you off and side step.

My buns twitching, I give you a piece of my mind "This isn’t going to be your fantasy, you jumped up street walker.  I have quality, I have standing in my profession, I am respected and educated, I have the best husband and children and grand children.  I also have the best tits" as I sway them enough to thwap, thwap against yours "and the best lips, top and bottom.  I am not a wordy bitch, always babbling, and am not some selfish domineering slut.  You will learn to listen and obey and that my actions speak loudly" .
 
I lean in to punctuate my little speech with a lick of your neck, managing to avoid your hair, that stiffens you with its surprising gentility, as my nuzzling comes up under your ear, my nose flicks it, just as I nip down on it and tug.  Pulling back, and then releasing I let you know that you are owed that and much more from the last time we met.  As you adjust to me pacing our duel, I whip my hand out and slap your face.  My hands drop to my hips now that I have given you a taste of what is coming and say "lets check out the goods like ladies".

My hand comes up to weigh your left breast, noting the traces of stretch marks, as I arch my Irish creamers. "Come on, we never did find out who has the better boobs.  Yours will be flatter than a pancake, judging by this one." We have an entire weekend  of challenges ahead of us, and I intend to have this ditzy bitch whimpering through it all.

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« Reply #7 on: March 29, 2018, 11:11:02 PM »
As you nuzzle and lick my neck the bite down on my ear lobe I feel a rush come over my body, tingling all over. As you take a step back and reach out and left and feel my breast I can feel my nipples harden even more. Then you begin to escalate the situation with the slap to my face.

“ mmmmmmmm, now it begins whore. And I disagree. You are a trumped up whore that is fit to be in the gutter not in the penthouse. But I do agree let’s examine our goods”. I reach out and lift and knead your left breast. “ Not bad.....for an old streetwalmer, but these girls are not even in league with mine. Here, let me show you what a real pair of tits feel like”. I lean in and swing my heavy tits into yours once and then twice. Then I reach out with both hands and begin to work on your nipples. Rolling them between my thumb and finger, pinching them lightly then a bit harder. All the while staring into your eyes. Seeing the lust begin to build then a wince or two as the pinching and tugging begins to get rougher.

Pushing in closer to you I dart my head down and take your left nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. Hearing a slight gasp escape from your lips. Then just as quick I turn to your right breast and again suck your nipple hard into my mouth, my tongue stabbing at it. Feeling the rigidity get even harder as I do.

Bringing my face back up to hours I place my hands on your hips, letting my nails dig in a bit as I push my heavy globes into yours. “Funny bitch, your tits seem soft and loose. This is going to be a pleasure showing you how much better mine are. And you are right. We have the entire weekend. This is a marathon not a sprint”.

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« Reply #8 on: March 30, 2018, 01:18:28 AM »
With a breathy exclamation I push my face into yours" fingers don’t sink through MY flesh like this" as each hand pinches the flesh on the side of your boobs.  Your look of unalloyed pain  is a pleasure as shove my hands together, with your breasts oozing in my grip. " A whole weekend, so lets do this right, sow.  I propose tit to tit first, with the winner deciding the terms of our next contest."  I notice some squirming as I twist my pincers on your jugs and cannot stop myself from beaming.  This slow ratcheting up of our duel has me intensely focused on every aspect of our situation.

"We have the whole weekend to come to a climax, and it will be even better if you see your fate unfolding with these mini duels.  Of course, if you want me to tug you down on the floor and ravage you right away" as I pull your breasts downward "I would enjoy that too".

I release my grip on your spongy things, and note that an indent remains on each.  "Not very resilient skin.  I thought you oily types would stand up a little better.   That wide eyed look enhances your appearance Vanessa, too bad it will look teary soon".  I cradle my own breasts, giving each nip an instinctive rub, my legs shifting just a little apart as I feel my practiced fingers.  I feel a slickness and sheen on my thighs, I wasn't aware it was that hot in here. " Flattened, then milked", as I tweak myself again, getting my pink tips to aim right at you.  "You know, I did this a couple of times against some Indian bitch, and my theory that darker nipples are inferior was proven.  Lets confirm that."

Realizing that I may have been chattering  a bit, I slowly twist my torso, offering you a breast bruising challenge. "Don’t worry, i'll get you off after I mash those droopers" as I brace for your response.

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« Reply #9 on: March 30, 2018, 03:04:54 AM »
“Uugghh” I inadvertently gasp as you begin to knead and squeeze my tits. “Oh you cow....yes....lets just see whose tits come out on top” as I bring my hands up to your and give them both a rough squeeze of my own. As we stare into one another’s eyes I release you swollen tits now sporting 2 red handprints and cup my own. Lifting them up I align my nipples to yours and in an almost choreographed motion we both wrap our arms around one another and squeeze each other in a tight embrace. Our tits press tight and begin to mushroom out to the sides as the rom is filled with out mutual grunts and gasps. Looking down I comment “ well look at that...looks like your flabby soft udders are going to be the ones flattened when I finish with you. Feel that bitch, that is my nipples pushing yours back inside those tits of yours”,  I snarl to you.

Reaching up with one hand I get a grip on the strands of your hair hanging down and tug your head backwards, causing a hiss of pain to escape from your tightly pressed lips. As we both squeeze tighter and harder we begin to shove body to body in an attempt to gain control and dominance over the other. During one hard move we both stumble a bit, letting my thigh slip between yours. I take advantage and press my stocking clad thigh hard up into your pussy and begging a sawing movement. Hearing you moan slightly in pleasure I lean even closer into you and whisper “you are soaking wet whore. Don’t cum just yet,I have not finished with your tits”.

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« Reply #10 on: March 30, 2018, 01:00:49 PM »
With short clipped breathing, from the exertion, I stagger as you billow into me, tits, faces and legs intermingled.  "I am not soaked" I reply sort of stupidly, but my sturdy thighs clamp on your rubbing leg and stop that irritating motion down there.  Our breasts squish even closer together, as I feel you wobble, having to rock on one leg as I trap your other impudent limb.

Focusing on our breast duel, I feel your pebbly tit tips jabbing in, but a twist of my body sends the whole works shifting to my left "not much tone one those bags, they just follow mine" as my arms go up to tug your head back in turn.  Glancing down, I see that I am starting to shove your right breast into your own glistening arm pit "better not put your arm down, or you’ll squash that tit. Tha6t is a nasty spot for your breast to be stuck".  Taking advantage of your trapped leg, I tug on your hair and lean into you, your tilted back posture and gravity helping me ex press your tits outward.

"Isn’t that something, your muffin top under those mushroomed tits" as I squirm even closer, feeling you on the edge of teetering over, my smooth pink tips now emerging over your nipples.  Pulling your head forward, then shoving it back again, I brag "see who has top tits" and before you can offer a snarky reply, I spit at your mouth.  My buns twitch as I get ready to topple you, your mouth dripping saliva the same way so many fluids have seeped down from it.  "How sweet, you are drooling for me".

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Re: Linda and Vanessa: Casino sexFIGHT
« Reply #11 on: March 30, 2018, 02:08:05 PM »
This is brilliant ladies Please keep it going
« Last Edit: March 30, 2018, 02:08:37 PM by DavidG »

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« Reply #12 on: March 31, 2018, 04:33:59 PM »
Awesome Linda. Love the action.  After you finish with Vanessa, maybe you could take care of Mary in another sexfight.  It would be one for the ages. 

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« Reply #13 on: April 01, 2018, 06:06:21 PM »
As you trap my leg between yours and pull my hair I stumble a bit, my tits tights yours, our legs twisting with each other’s. Then you spit in my mouth. “Fucking nasty cxnt” I think to myself, saving my breath for this TITanic struggle. I smile at you then hiss into your face “ bitch my nipples are going to ruin yours just like my tits will flatten those saggy bags you call tits”, as ai twist my chest to my right, slapping my tits into yours and pushing them aside. I half laugh and half moan in excitement as you open your mouth to say some smart ass remark and I spit right there, a perfect shot.

You rear back as I spit in your mouth so I lean forwards and spit down onto your tits. You seem to rally a bit, shoving harder against me as we both stumble backwards, the floor slamming into my side as we both crash to my tight. Not lessening our tightly wrapped arms from around one another as we slowly start the classics cat roll, I again press my thighs up against your pussy. “Slut you are either soaking wet from excitement or you pissed yourself. Which is it whore” I whisper in your ear just before latching my teeth on your earlobe and giving a gentle tug then lick. “You already ready to cum for me”? I whisper, rubbing my tits with yours dude to side as my thigh finally parts your lips and rubs back and forth, the crotchless panties only heightens the feelings.

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« Reply #14 on: April 02, 2018, 01:44:21 AM »
Giving and taking is the name of the game, as I receive a mouthful of spittle, including some of my own, spat back into my gaping mouth, just before we crash to the floor onto our hips.  Jarred,  but squirming as we maintain our mutual grasp, I feel your impudent leg rubbing my pink bits as you slurp and gnaw on me.  How disgusting this old hag is!  Wedging a foot against yours, I strain my other leg and pry your leg apart.  Freed from your slithering motions on my pussy, I have you  doing a wishbone imitation with your clit sticking right out there to be wire brushed by my bush.  "Will give it another scouring" as I wriggle my ass.

"I haven’t forgotten those tits of yours, but I can’t hardly feel them" and wriggle in again, this time feeling my smooth nipples shoving into your jelly like glands.  Rolling back and forth, I jab again with my breasts, this time meeting resistance.  "You fuck, when I invert those teats, just give up".  I feel my boobs spreading and melding with your flesh  but keep grinding.  "You talk about me being wet, you are drenched", as I shove my bristly fur into your clit, drawing a wide eyed look.  "Do you want me to split you in half?"  as I keep my feet wedging yours apart.

My ass cheeks quivering as I keep up my  furry clit scrubbing, I dare to glance at our blushing breasts and see two pairs of puffed out melons tightly packed.  I hear you gasp and I redouble my half of the pressing and end up grunting myself.   My rack feeling strange sensations,  I try to get you to whimper a submission as I feel a tightness in my chest.  Is that what flattening some bitch’s boobs feel like? "Something is gonna pop!"