Take it slow. You’ll have to stay on your toes when you’re facing her.

You step back from the Cowgirl, waiting for her to come to you. She looks extremely unimpressed by this.

“Don’t start fights ya don’t plan to finish, hon,” she warns you, and closes the distance between you.

You throw a couple of punches to ward her off, but she simply powers through them before grabbing you in a clinch. Her breasts press pleasurably against you as you lock up, but you don’t get a chance to enjoy it; within moments, she’s battering your body with punches that hit like sledgehammers, forcing you to sit there and take a pounding while you can’t escape. You retaliate, of course, but your blows collide against her rock-hard abs with little discernible effect.

In a real boxing match, the ref would **** the two of you to break the clinch before too long. But this isn’t a boxing match—so Dinah’s free to keep up her **** of your body as long as she can keep you here.