The first clash of the evening

Tina and Michelle slowly approach one another, their eyes daring the other to come closer and demanding they back down. Neither woman was intending to do any such thing. Instead she would **** her rival to back down. The catty remarks of earlier were replaced by a determined silence.

The two women paused just before they reached one another. Like the calm before the storm the stopped to eye one another one final time. Their erect nipples strained forward as if keen to subjugate the inferior nipples of their rival.

Each woman had one final chance to back down,before they took that final step forward and their nipples pushed against one another. Each woman shuddered as contact was made and their nipples began duelling. As they tried to get an advantage and **** their rival back they pressed closer together, digging their nipples into one another's boobs. When they could go no further they began grinding against one another, swinging their firm breasts into their rival's like prizefighters trading blows.

Both a women maintained a determined silence as neither wanted to give her opponent the satisfaction of pricing a groan from her. The only sound was the slap of tit on tit and the sharp inhaling of breath. The grim looks of determination on their faces betrayed the strain maintaining this silence required.