Laura

Laura glanced over and saw Maria was still trying to wipe the tears from her eyes. She wasted no time in diving on top of her bigger opponent and letting loose with a stunning shot to her cheek.

Now it was her turn to seize a handful of hair. With the Latina’s long black hair tangled between her fingers, she **** her to her knees and dragged her half-stumbling toward the counter, separating the kitchen from the living room.

She hurled her dazed opponent into the dividing wall, where she hit it with a crunch, shoulder-first. Maria sank down into a sitting position as she figured out which part of her hurt the most.

“Yeah, that’s right. I’m going to mess you up,” Laura said through gritted teeth.

Maria had no chance to respond as Laura wound up and delivered a punt straight between her unprotected legs. She didn’t feel the pain anywhere but down below as Laura’s sneaker slammed into her nether regions.

The Latina’s skintight biker shorts did nothing to cushion the blow or protect anything as she crumpled to her side and doubled over, clutching herself.

Laura chuckled to herself. “You think I’m as easy as Alma? I don’t think so.”

Seeing Maria on her knees with her ass straight up in the air, she gave the enormous target a dismissive shove with the sole of her shoe. She wasn’t even thinking about giving her the satisfaction of getting to cum. She was going to give this college girl a lesson she would never forget first.

“No cards or timers to save you like your friend Imogen.”