The stocky guy smirked to himself, he knew he’d soon have this chubby brunette where he had wanted her since he first saw her fighting the daughter. With her big tits and ass she was one sexy bitch He liked them, not fat but with plenty of curves. He whispered to himself “the more the cushion the better the pushin’:
The way she fought naked she was one hot slut as well. How hot and how slutty he hoped he was going to find out. And he would push her limits! But just then it didn’t seem he would have to push very hard.
The brunette was on a roll triumphing in her victories over the mom and daughter. She knew the crowd loved seeing people humiliated, all crowds did and she knew she had rampaged over her foes, treating both mother and daughter as the trailer trash the brunette knew them to be. And she knew the crowd just loved her treatment. . "And now" she gloated wolfishly knowing she had the mom right where she wanted her- on her knee, whimpering with pain, lust and excitement all intertwined "And now, you’re going to thank me for being such a nice person and not totally destroying you." She tugged the mom’s blonde hair, pulling her so she knelt upright. The two women looked straight into each others eyes for a moment.
The older woman dropped her head looking at the sand "Yes thank you" she said, "thank you Ms." She knew she was outclassed, she knew the brunette was stronger, more powerful, -hell she knew the whole beach knew that, they had seen the big bitch beat her and her daughter and they had seen the bitch break her, making her what she was right there and then, a whimpering defeated woman who couldn’t meet her victor’s gaze. And she knew that she was so hot for the brunette, that she would do whatever the brunette wanted. And she knew the brunette knew that and she both feared and lusted for what the brunette would do knowing that.
The red haired hunk –as the brunette called him- was standing directly behind the older woman when he saw the stocky fellow’s smirk . He winked at him. He was sure they would both score – the stocky guy with the brunette and himself with the blonde. It was just a question of time and perhaps where. He had felt the MILF tremble when he touched her previously. Now that the brunette had finished taunting the defeated slut he knew it was time for him to move in on her. He knelt he slipped his hands down and caressed her breasts. She shook and gasped. He squeezed both breasts firmly and then looked across with surprise to the brunette as she kissed the blonde hard on the lips. He saw the brunette’s tongue push against the blonde’s lips and the blonde open her mouth, he felt the blonde shiver with excitement as the brunette’s tongue probed her mouth. He let his hands fall to his sides and stood up again looking at the brunette.
The brunette smiled back, "she’s all yours’ she said.
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