Wrestling with heather

I had a party at my house. Everyone got really drunk. my friend Heather included. I had always had the hots for her--she was a sweetheart with a killer body and huge boobs. I had always wished I could get a look at those huge jugs, and I finally got my chance.

Everyone else had gone home, except for Heather and my friend Kristen. They were both wasted and got on the subject of a guy they had both dated; things got really heated until finally Kristen lost her cool and slapped Heather in the face because of something she said. Heather was not the hotheaded type, so I was shocked when she decided to fight back.

She lunged at Kristen and they both fell to the ground. The fight was on. I knew Heather was in over her head, but the catfight was on, so I just decided to see what would happen. As they rolled around on the ground, Kristen soon got the upper hand. She was slapping away at Heather, who just tried to cover up. Then Kristen grabbed a hold of the front of Heather's shirt and pulled with all her might.