[Evelyn]

A little Holiday Cheer for the undecided voters!!

[snw]

A little Holiday Cheer for the undecided voters!!

I just can’t come up with the words! Sexy,Hot,Stunning,Beautiful or just all of the above!

[Evelyn]

Exhausted. Battered. Niloo has earned her votes. So have I.

Come on, others.

[Evelyn]

Niloo isn’t down. Oh no, far from. She can still call herself the Queen, for now.

But I’m still standing too. I’ve taken her worst.

Come at me again, Queen. Or Julia, if you’re out there.

The trailer park crowd wants more...

[Leeann54]

One thing about you Evelyn you do enough talking for everyone  lol

[Evelyn]

One last try. I’m sure Leeann at least will answer.

I’m still here.

[Leeann54]

And if i did not answer you will miss me
Lol

The crowd is screaming  leeann

[Leeann54]

 Well evelyn just you and me in trailer park   

[Leeann54]

I quess Evelyn know who is the queen between us  and the sexier one

[marlu Queen]

I see Claudia running across the street from the trailer park ... and I look at the other girls. Are you afraid to fight? While Evelyn and Queen are holding on like bitches in their fight. yt anyone

[Evelyn]

Niloo has disappeared as well....

I peel my black leather bustier off over my head and turn to Marlu in just my skirt and boots.

Let’s finish with some action, dear. Any style you like.

[marlu Queen]

I go straight to your hair with both hands ... so you want the trailer park pin-up shirt? YT anyone

[Evelyn]

Good. Raise your hands to my head. It leaves your tits undefended. I tear your shirt open. You’ll need a new one, but it won’t be the trophy shirt.

I gasp as you jerk my head sideways, nearly taking me off my feet.

Your bra has a convenient front clasp, already straining from your boobs. I rip it open. And dig my fingers deep into you.

The crowd comes alive....

[marlu Queen]

damn bitch ... as you rip my shirt off and grab my bra, I pull one hand out of your hair and start to twist your right tit ... I'll see that pin-up shirt on Queen's body first. YT anyonr

[Evelyn]

Oh no, Marlu. That shirt will be mine. I didn’t bow to your queen. I won’t let you stop me.

I whip my hand into your gorgeous breasts, heavy, vicious slaps that leave livid marks on your olive skin. Then a slap to your face.

Yt