Becky takes charge of things

The busty blondes ran right at each other, Becky getting slammed to the mat by Kim’s shoulder check. She sat across Becky’s legs, wrapping the psycho’s legs in a figure four. Becky screamed and struggled to get free.

“Never tried fuckin’ a crazy chick,” Kim sneered. “Might be fun.”
“Eat… shit…” Becky snarled, fighting hard enough to lean upward and scratch her claws across Kim’s eyes. She yelled and fell back, releasing the hold so Becky could leap up and sit on her chest, tearing off Kim’s leather top and pinching harshly at her nipples. She continued to work the moaning Kim’s tits with one hand as the other wrapped around Kim’s throat to strangle her.

Kim lashed back, hitting her in the stomach, rapidly, but began losing strength as her breathing got heavier. “Drop off, little skank,” Becky hissed. “I could use another toy.”