...we titfight 'till final submission"

Taj: “And why would we do that? I know my tits are better than yours!“

Nia: “Oh Yeah? We do that, because if you make me submit, I will go back home and admit to my family and yours that you are better than I. And if I make you submit, you exit the sex-fighting scene forever.”

Your gaze goes to Taj's rack and admire how firm and perfect they seem to jiggle on her chest, and immediately flash back Nia's, which are a bit bigger, perhaps softer looking. You choose Nia's to be the superior rack.

“Let's get this fight on, softy,” Taj says sharply.

"I'm going to grind those perfect fitness tits into oblivion, Indian-whore.”

You watch as the two women line their tits up. After a short stare down, each gently pushes into the other. Both pairs of breasts pushed the other back but no ground seems to be gained.

While Taj's more conical set appears to be harder than Nia's fuller, rounder set, the difference in density is clearly close. Neither woman seems satisfied with the result, each pushing forward again. This time, they keep them there, and you are somewhat surprised by the lack of interest in boob-boxing. Given Taj's obvious firmness, you would have expected that Nia would prefer to slug it out. Instead, they slowly twist their torsos together, alternating the direction, so each dense, meaty breast pulls and pushes over the other.