Heather gets furious, locking her thick, strong legs around Kristen's neck. Kristen is surprised by the turn of events, chocking between Heather's thick thighs as her hips surround and absorb her breath. Her slaps and scratches were merely pesky bug bites to Heather.
"Like that, bitch!?" Heather fumes. "See how you like being smacked around and slapped and stripped... oh wait!"
Heather reached down and tore off Kristen's skirt, then jammed her nails sharply into the crotch of Kristen's panties. Her moans and screams were muffled by Heather's solid legs as she laughed cruelly, already enjoying the victor's position. |