Petty tries her hand

Petty entered the ring, Mama still holding onto Timmy in one arm. He still sucked gently at Mama’s tit.

“I thought…”
“I don’t need both arms free to hand your skinny ass to you, baby doll,” Mama taunted.
“Hmph!” Petty charged quickly, dipping under Mama’s grasp and drop kicking Mama in the knee. Mama staggered to one knee, Timmy still sleeping soundly in her arm.

Petty threw a kick at Mama’s head, but she brought her arm up to block it, then slammed her elbow quickly into Petty’s crotch. She squealed loudly, falling onto her ass and holding her pussy.

“Please, that was barely a tap,” Mama chuckled. “You’ll never get anywhere if you don’t learn to take one where it counts, little one.” Mama stomped her heel twice more on her cunt. Petty cried as she tried to protect her crotch.

“Wahhhh! Why, Mama!?”
“You’re lucky it’s me and not some crazy bitch. Now spread em or I get rough.”
Petty squealed weakly. “I… I don’t wanna…”
“Too bad.” Mama pulled Petty to her feet by her hair, Petty screaming all the way. She grabbed her daughter by the neck.

“If you’re going to act like a such a baby, then I’ll have to punish you like a baby.” Mama **** slammed Petty onto the crib, snapping through the bars as she crashed onto it, legs and head hanging off either side as she wailed in agony.