Round 3

Jack and Beth circled each other. She had let herself get distracted and then she had attacked stupidly both the other rounds and she wasn't going to let it happen again. She waited for him to make the first move. Jack knew she was waiting on a knife's edge and would react very quickly to anything he did. So he ducked a little and threw a punch towards he crotch. Her hands flew to her pussy to cover it while her hips bucked back. She wasn't going to let him wreck her pussy, she needed that. But it was a feint, Jack pulled quickly out of the punch and swung up. By pushing her ass back she had pushed her chest forward and his right fist swung directly into her left nipple, flattening it and the tit it was attached to.

Beth: "Ah FUCK" she screamed.

He twisted his hand around and grabbed the nipple, bringing his other hand up and grabbing her other tit's nip. Then he twisted. He had her bent over, holding her crotch while he pulled her nips. Her hands came up and tried to pry him off but he held tight and she only managed to make it hurt worse. She swung her leg forward wildly to kick him but as soon as her legs seperated he swung his leg into her unprotected pussy.

Beth: "Oh my fucking cunt fuck" she moaned and quickly squeezed her legs together to prevent more vag ****, but that left her with no option but to pry his hands off with her's. She finally got his fingers off and held her boobies, hunched forward, trying to make them feel better. So he walked behind, lined up a shot and sent a straight right into her bent over pussy.

Beth: "Oh... That... Hit... The... Clit.... Uncle" She said as her hand slowly made its way between her thighs to hold herself as she fell, face first on the ground. She layed there, holding herself whimpering a little and wondering why she got in this mess. Then, as the pain subsided, it was slowly replaced with rage. She pushed herself up, ripped her bra off and faced him. He finally got to see her Milky white, round boobies. They were exactly as he'd imagined, if a little red around the nips. He grinned that grin that set her off. She saw red. This kid had punched her pussy, twisted her nips and stripped her to her panties. The vodka bottle forgotten, all she wanted to do was grind his nuts to a pulp. She knew she just had to get a hold of them, his little nuts wouldn't last long between her strong fingers.