Catfight: Leanne and Jordan are given the opportunity to redress a bit but of course these women are accustomed to being scantily clad and exhibitionits in addition to the fact that they are very anxious to tear into the other huge hootered goddess. So they move to the area in the club where padded mats have been laid time and enough area cleared so they have plenty of room to get after it. The women are ready to go as they go literally ample chest to ample chest and words are exchanged that are audible to those close to the action:
Jordan: "Leanne, you dime store whore, I'm going to destroy your inferior form and then milk those tits you are so proud of"
Leanne: "Loud talk from a big mouth nobody...who is ashamed to show her own tits, but hey, compared to me, you look flat chested."
Jordan {giving her a phony kiss with pursed lips in mocking mode}: "You're so out of shape, I probably won't even have to do anything but let you run out of gas after a few minutes."
Leanne {giving her the one fingered salute back}: "You keep thinking that, slut, just like I bet you thought you would win the sexfight. How did that work out for you?"
Needless to say, there is 0 problem getting motivation going in this fight. The women back off a bit only to reapproach with the action starting with a righthanded slap by Jordan. That puts a smirk on Jordan's face which lasts for a very short time as Leanne returns that slap with one of her own to the left side of Jordan's face. Starting with slaps is always indicative of a very personal and grudge related match so no surprise here. And also no surprise that neither woman gains much of an edge since their arms aren't particularly strong. And the next move isn't a shocker either except it took to the second move to get to it. The women rush together and ram their oversized mammories together in a class of maybe the Swiss Alps against the Himalayans. Jordan and Leanne match their treasure chests, either of which Blackbeard the pirate would no doubt have loved to plunder. But to no surprise, the results of the beauty contest and the sexfight is confirmed with Leanne eventually dominating Jordan's normally unbeatable boobs. Even Jordan has to finally come to that conclusion as she moves her hands up to some of Leanne's, long luscious hair and yanks it forcefully to pull Leanne's head to the side at an awkward angle. That harsh pulling forces Leanne obviously away from her tit domination and also has her hitting the padded floor hard as Jordan uses it as leverage to sling her huge hootered opponent down.
Leanne lands on her knees with her back towards Jordan. She pursues an attack on Leanne's sitting form by jabbing one of her sharp kness from those beauty contest winning legs inot that fleshy back of Leanne. That draws a grunt and a scream from her beleagured opponent. Jordan keeps that knee painfully into that back as she moves her hands around Leanne's head and plants them on Leanne's beauty contest winning face. Jordan puts each hand in corners of Leanne's mouth as she seems intent to changing that sexy, full smile that Leanne lights up a room with.. Leanne probably is screaming again but hard to tell since her mouth is the area being attacked, so any protest muffled. Leanne's face has a grimace on it, as Jordan's knee and hands are making Leanne's life miserable right now. Leanne moves her hands up to engage Jordan's hands but is afraid to try to pull them away before they are inside her mouth and might cause more pain than she is currently suffering. Instead, Leanne moves her rival's hands just a bit and lets her mouth take a bite out of Jordan's oral attack....literally, as her punisher's hands become accesable to Leanne's teeth. The sexfight winning brunette seems to relish {no condiment humor intended} biting into Jordan's hands which of course has Jordan getting her hands out of her mouth as quickly as possible.
Leanne is still in a bad position being right in front of Jordan with that knee in her back. She acts like she is going to move forward but instead reaches back and grabs Jordan's ankles, and the leaning over tormentor is taken down by Leanne pulling on them. Jordan stumbles backward after losing her balance and ends up supine behind Leanne's still sitting form. But Leanne is ready for some revenge if she can get the advantage, so she turns around quickly. Leanne launches her heavier body and lands full body on to Jordan's helpless form. Jordan's thinner body which was an advantage during the beauty contest is not an advantage now as her weight crushes Jordan's with the landing. And it gets worse as she rubs and grinds her own form across Jordan's pinned one. Jordan is the one now grunting and squealing with that punishment from Leanne. The sexfight contest winner also raises her upper body up just a bit in order to drop it down with more force on to Jordan's, parying particular attention to lands tits on tits when their bodies recollide.
Leanne moves forward with her gigantic gazongas and does the first smother by either during this fight. Jordan may have been titsmothered in the past but hardly possible she could have encountered the twin mountain peaks that Leanne possesses. As those titanic tits contact flush against Jordan's face, it literally disapppears under that deluge of flesh, not to mention getting all the sweat and body odor transfered to her. Add in the obvious restriction of breathing that Leanne's boobs have as they cover Jordan's nose and mouth areas, and Leanne is doing both a great humiliation and physical punishment with this titsmother. Jordan's arms are flailing without accomplishing much when Leanne gives Jordan a quick taste of sweat and body odor from her left underarm to continue the torture of smothers. Finally, Jordan is able to throw a short fight fist to catch Leanne in the jaw which stuns the huge hootered honey to send her off her body.
Jordan is pissed but still a little too stunned to really get up and do something about it as she lies on her back with Leanne lying right beside in a supine position. Jordan is able to rotate her body and does so to have her legs extending over Leanne's body. She periodically drops down the lower portion of those legs right on to Leanne's upper body, not perhaps a shocker than her main targets are those two huge cantaloupes that Leanne likes to show off so much. Leanne does begin to roll away from Jordan to at least get out of range of those leg drops. But Jordan has the advantage after that as she gets up to her feet before Leanne and moves towards her depised rival to try to torture her for a change. She does begin to footsomp Leanne's supine body which includes blows to her pussy, midsection, and of course those twin peaks of hers. Jordan looks ready to move even more forward in her targets of Leanne's body when the downed sexpot swings her legs around and clips Jordan's thinner legs from behind, easily knocking down the stacked, svelte goddess.
Again Jordan and Leanne are both down as they lie on the floor. They get up to sitting positions facing each other as their arms probe for some advantage. Neither Leanne nor Jordan has strong arms or a strong upper body so this ends up being a pretty even non-event as it turns out. But their hands and arms are tantalizingly close to the other's bodacious boobs and they can't resist another type of tit contest....a tit mauling one. Each superbusty woman moves her hands to engage the other's gigantic gazongas as they find an overwhelming sized target to try to squeeze. Jordan and Leanne concentrate on the nipple and areoles area with the part they are able to squeeze. The tit mauling duel continues with neither woman gaining a huge advantage, but there is an unexpected result as Jordan does score some sort of a victory by eliciting a few drops of milk from Leanne's superior mammories. Jordan can't resist pointing that out to Leanne as some sort of edge she did get with this competition. Leanne headbutts Jordan's juggs to retake the advantage but neither woman really comes out of this with much of an edge so they move away from each other.
For the first time in a long while, they both get up to standing positions. They approach each other and raise their hands above their heads in front of their bodies as they perpare to match opposite hands to participate in the classic test of arm strength. They ram their bodies together as close as they can get with their highly protruding tits as they start to try to push the other woman's arms back toward their rival's body. Their legs strain as they try to anchor their bodies to generate even more of a push. As the arm strength contest continues neither woman gains much of an edge, so Jordan decides to take her own advantage another way as she lifts her right knee into Leanne's midsection. That blow doubles over Leanne's form which gives easy assess to Leanne's monster melons. And this time when Jordan brings up her knee a second time, her target isn't her foe's midsection anymore but those two huge pillows that Leanne has as a chest. That hard blow brings a grunt and a scream from Leanne as that force is the most she has felt against her beauty and sexfight winning treasure chest all match long. Jordan grabs Leanne's hair and uses it to whip her down to the padded floor, a technique she used earlier in the fight.