Sheana vs Mommy

Sheanna challengingly beat her breast like a gorilla. Mommy Dearest smirked in her corner and mockingly did the same, far lighter.

?Little monkey girl wants to make trouble? I?ll whip that ass until you can?t sit down, let alone fight back from the things I?ll do to you.?

Sheanna glowered back. ?Kill?? she hissed simply.

Sheanna lunged at Mommy, but she met her head on. Karen bumped her back with her bust between them. Sheanna was thrown off balance into the ropes, where Karen pinned her against them. She pressed her shoulders down with her hands and battered her face with her mammoth tits.

?Tame little babies get to pleasure these rather than be on the receiving end of my wrath.? She grabbed her by the wrist and Irish whipped her into the ropes, Sheana ducking under her clothesline on the way back. She bounced off the opposite ropes and slammed Karen with a dropkick, taking her down.

?Show them what our Goddess is made of!? Tara cheered from the apron as Sheana pounced onto Mommy Dearest. She twisted herself behind the milf, wrapping her legs tightly around her waist. She wrapped an arm around her neck, squeezing her bicep into Karen?s windpipe. She held tightly onto Karen?s hair and leaned back, yanking at its roots and exposing her throat even more. Mommy gagged and clawed desperately at her wrists as she tried to **** her way out.