the blonde starts round 2

The brunette swallowed hard, this wasn?t where she expected to be, not in some guy?s arms, not like this anyway, if he dropped her she would fall. She tried to recover her stance, pulling her feet from the blonde. She tried to swing her body upright again , pushing on her feet. The stocky guy chuckled again ? well your enemy?s on her feet again what are you going to do?? he wanted to see these bitches fight. He wanted to see them fucked later- hell he wanted to do some of the fucking himself.. He was sure if they fought more they would be even hotter, even more ready to put out. He watched gleefully as the brunette glared and moved towards her enemy.

The blonde shuddered, but she had two options, either she could run and hide or she could fight. She thought the guys would stop her running, so she had to fight. She gritted her teeth, and thought how she could best even things up. She looked up at the stocky guy as the brunette moved towards her.

The brunette was tired, sore, stiff. But she knew she had beaten this cheating slut and she knew she would again. She wanted to beat her, she wanted to pound her , she wanted to turn her over and see her fucked . Oh yes. She was hot just thinking about it. She moved in on her foe her arms outstretched ready to grapple.

The blonde licked her lips as her nemesis advanced, a little trill of fear fluttering around in her stomach. She definitely didn't want to end up under that big cunt again, and decided to try and take the initiative, lunging for the brunette's legs as she approached.

The brunette stepped back as the blonde lunged trying to tackle her. She stepped forward as the blonde?s hands just missed her legs. She was going to stomp on this bitch again. She heard one of the guys cheer her on, she wanted to turn to smile at him but knew she had to focus on her enemy. She raised her leg ready to stomp.

Staggering forward, the blonde grunted as she tried to regain her balance. ?The bitch isn't supposed to be that fast? she muttered thinking how the brunette had slowed down toward the end of what she now saw as the first round.

The blonde managed to grab the brunette?s raised leg. She pulled hard on it. The brunette yelped in pain. The blonde jerked it again. The brunette hopped, trying to retain her balance. The blonde jerked the bigger woman?s leg a third time and this time shoved her own head forward headbutting her enemy in her plump gut. The brunette made a whooshing noise as air left her lungs. She staggered. Another jerk and the blonde had her enemy on her back on the sand.

The blonde attacked but her charge was stopped by a swift kick from the brunette. It landed in the blonde's chest, even though the blonde had dodged most of its **** she had to pause to catch her breath. As the brunette scrambled to her feet, the blonde swept in her hands outstretched to grapple. The two women met and then parted as each began to punch at the other. For a few moments the women slammed punches into each others' sides. Pressed against each other the women scrabbled on the sand. Slowly the brunette?s weight began to tell, she **** the blonde back, she snaked her foot forward behind the blonde and shoved hard. Teh blonde almost fell. She broke the clinch.

The blonde stood defensively her fists upturned ready for the bigger bitch's attack. The brunette moved slowly- the guys saw she was labouring, that she was worn. But so was the blonde. Both women landed punches again but the brunette's were heavier, they hit harder, the blonde gasped as each punch hit home on her tits, in her tummy, on her chin. She had to break off, she fell back, the speed which had helped her in the first round just wasn?t there. Her punches weren't hitting as fast she couldn't evade the brunette's solid hits.

She was tired. She could see her foe was just as tired and summoning her remaining strength charged the brunette. The brunette met the charge the two girls grappled and pushed till the blonde broke the clinch and stepped back a few paces.