At an empty table, Jennifer Love Hewitt sat alone watching the commotion from a distance. Having traded her referee outfit for a stunning white string bikini, she looked stunning as the outfit accented her awesome natural beauty - and certainly attract her share of admirers, both male and female! The brunette, however, looked completely disinterested; ignoring the merriment all around her as if there was something - or rather someONE - on her mind! His name was Danny and Jennifer couldn't take his eyes off of him from the moment they'd met. He was one of the Catfight Resort managers responsible for handling the tournament's logistics and after spending a lot of time at the resort in the weeks leading up to the tournament, Jennifer always found an excuse to drop by to see him with some illogical reason that wouldn't have stood up under even the most perfunctory scrutiny.

Sadly, Danny hadn't shown any signs of noticing her obvious infatuation but Jennifer knew he couldn't resist a gorgeous woman like her. It was almost an adolescent crush, however, Jennifer intended to make him her own in a not-so-adolescent way. And tonight was the perfect night for it.....perfect, except for the fact that Jennifer had some competition! Jennifer spied Danny across the room near the bar with Salma Hayek, the tournament's other referee! Jennifer had nothing but spite for that bitch. It had been humiliating enough when Salma had managed to snatch away the glory of refereeing the final match of the tournament. Jennifer wasn't sure if Salma had bullied or seduced the management into giving her the final match, but it didn't make much of a difference either way! Of course the organizers had compensated Jennifer by 'giving her' the two semifinal matches, but it left a bitter taste in her mouth!

But by flirting with Danny Salma crossed the line! The Mexican also apparently came to the same conclusions about him as Jennifer for she did whatever she could to spend as much time with him as possible. And it wasn't hard since Salma looked stunning in her hot pink bikini. Jennifer hated the way Salma always leaned over and thrust her chest out for Danny to admire. However the next time Salma came up close to him, Jennifer clearly saw her hand brush the front of his pants. Incensed, Jennifer glared daggers at her rival, who was too enamored with her new potential beau to even notice. Sipping up the last drops of her drink, Jennifer slammed her glass down, stood up and marched over towards the pair!

Tonight was the night; Salma could feel it. She hung on Danny's every word, every move. Each time she saw him, she fantasized about how sweet it would be when he took her. The Latina hottie yearned to feel his lips on hers; his strong arms wrapped around her body; her spectacular breasts flattened against his well-defined, muscular chest. But most of all, Salma longed to feel him inside her. For weeks, Salma had been singing her siren song, luring him to her. Tonight, she intended to get what she had coming to her!

"Listen... Why don't we get away from here," Salma said, running a hand lovingly over Danny's broad shoulders. "Why don't you come back with me to my room and..."

"Oh my God, Salma, I love this song! Come dance with me!" Salma spun around toward the shrill voice to see Jennifer reaching out to grab her arm. The brunette had that cutesy look on her face, but her voice sounded ditzy at the same time.

"Can't you see we're busy now?" Salma snarled, clearly upset by Jennifer's interruption of her seduction.

"C'mon, it'll be fun..." Jennifer pouted, again tugging on Salma's arm as she rubbed her body up and down against Salma's, making sure her bulging chest and bare belly ground against the Mexican's. "I bet everyone would get so hot watching two drop dead gorgeous brunettes go at it; don't you agree dear?"

Although Jennifer was supposed to be talking to Salma, her gaze was directed at Danny and she had that look of utter seduction in her eyes. "I told you to GET LOST!" Salma snapped, her tone rising sharply.

"Don't worry; this'll only take a minute," Jennifer said, now talking directly to Danny. "I'll be back before you know it!" Before Salma could protest further, Jennifer dragged her away and they were swallowed up by the crowd.

Salma's face was livid as Jennifer hustled her away from her 'prize'. The younger brunette seemed oblivious to her anger, however, still flashing that air-head grin at everyone they passed. "You little puta," Salma growled. "I'll beat the tar out of you for that little stunt you just pulled." Jennifer didn't react but it soon became clear to Salma that she was being led outside and not to the dance floor. "You hear me, cunt?" Salma demanded.

"There's no need to get angry," Jennifer replied as she turned to look Salma directly in the eye, "You don't want everyone to know you're about to get your ass kicked, do you? Because I'm going teach you to keep your hands off of my man!"

Behind the facade of stupidity, Salma clearly saw a calculating and deliberate mind at work.

"I don't see your name on him," she replied. "Not that it would make a difference, 'cause he's gonna be mine!"

"I'll leave my scent all over him tonight....," Jennifer said. "....after I whip you!"

Walking out the door, they headed away from the resort across the private beach. Late at night, the seashore was completely deserted. Not a word was spoken as they walked; hateful thoughts sufficed for both of them at the moment. Each woman dreamed of victory and the prize that went to the victor. After a couple of minutes, they reached a secluded spot by the water's edge. The only light came from the moon, the stars and the distant lights of the resort. Stepping away to face off against Jennifer, Salma posed her amazing body.

"I'll give you one last chance to run, bitch," Salma said gruffly. "Do, and I'll let you leave with your tits intact."

Jennifer looked Salma up and down with a look of total disdain and sneered, "What makes you think you have any chance against me? You couldn't win a fight if your foe begged you to maul her. I've heard all the stories about you getting your ass kicked over and over. There's this one, about a run-in you had with Milano and Witherspoon...they tore you apart!"

Seething, Salma retorted, "Don't play 'tough girl' with me, tramp... you're the epitome of a 'jobber!' I've heard stories too... how every girl you face leaves you begging and sobbing. Hell, Danny needs a real woman, one who can handle him, not some creampuff loser!"

After circling for a few seconds, the fight began as Salma and Jennifer lunged at each other simultaneously, each grabbing the other's hair and pulling. Screams of pain and rage echoed across the empty beach as they pulled and tugged dark hair, jerking each other's heads from side to side as they stumbled across the beach, struggling to keep their footing in the loose sand. This fight wouldn't have any semblance of the order of the tournament fights; this was a blue ribbon catfight fought over the most quintessential of pretexts, a man! It also soon proved to be a brutal and fast-paced affair as well!

Letting go with her right hand, Jennifer struck first, unleashing two quick, hard slaps, stinging Salma's left cheek. As she landed a third, however, Salma drove her hard right fist into Jennifer's belly. Stumbling backward, Jennifer regained her balance and she slapped Salma again, this time with both hands; striking both cheeks in such quick succession that it staggered the sturdy Mexican. Balling her fists, Jennifer doubled up with her right hook, smashing her knuckles into Salma's left breast. The busty brunette groaned as her boob was mashed painfully flat against her chest, then moaned as Jennifer's left fist pistoned into her right tit, inverting the hard nipple as the heavy flesh molded itself around her fist!

Jennifer didn't get a chance to bask in the sounds of pain from Salma as she herself was groaning from a short murderous right the Latina rammed deep into her gut. Stopped in her tracks, Jennifer cried out again as her abs suffered a left hook to the same spot.

Desperate to stop the torment of her lush body, Jennifer's guard dropped, opening herself up for Salma's straight left followed by a right hook to her jaw. Staggered by the combination, Jennifer groaned as her head snapped back; her arms wind-milling as the blow turned her around; then collapsing in the sand as her legs buckled and she toppled face down, her perky nose plowing a furrow in the soft beach sand!

Jennifer moaned softly as she struggled to regain her senses as she pushed herself up and started to crawl slowly away, to put some distance between her and Salma until she could regain her feet. She could taste her blood on her lips and felt the coarse beach sand sticking to the sweaty patches on her skin. "GET UP YOU WEAK GRINGA PUTA! GET UP SO I CAN KNOCK YOU DOWN AGAIN, BITCH!" Salma screamed.

Pushing herself up to knees, Jennifer groaned as Salma kicked her in her belly, knocking her down on her back. As Salma bent over Jennifer to resume the beatdown, she was met by a handful of sand flung in her face. Screaming that she was blinded, Salma staggered back, then tripped and fell on her round ass. Not wasting a second, Jennifer got up, lunged and tackled Salma to the sand. Grabbing two fistfuls of cloth, Jennifer pushed the cups of Salma's bikini up, exposing her massive mammaries. Filling her hands, Jennifer squeezed mercilessly as Salma wriggled and squirmed.

Slowly clearing her eyes, Salma screamed as her breasts burned with pain. Before her tears had cleared the last grains of sand from her eyes, the Mexican had already clamped on to Jennifer's heavy-hanging tits, pushing them up out of their cups as she arched her back and extended her arms. Jennifer howled as Salma's strong hands flattened her tits, gritting her teeth against the pain although it was proving to be a challenge as Salma ramped up the agonly when she began, pulling Jennifer's tits.

Jennifer, finding her own attack ineffective against the sheer mass of Salma's huge tits, adjusted her grip and dug her nails onto the base of Salma's boobs, raking her fingers downward over and over, leaving dark red furrows in the tan orbs as Salma screamed loudly, her flesh searing from each new row of red welts Jennifer's claws carved in her tits.

"You little slut! I'll kill you!" Salma raged in pain.

"Fuck you, you Mexican whore! You'll never get him away from me!"

Groaning as Salma twisted and turned her tits first one way, then the other, Jennifer clasped Salma's boobs and then smacked them together, hearing Salma cry out in return. Resting their foreheads together, they attacked each other's breasts furiously, neither giving a thought to defense as all their energy was focused on destroying her rival's chest!

Lifting her legs, Salma raised them past Jennifer's thighs and hips, then wrapped them around Jennifer's waist and began squeezing - hard. Jennifer's eyes shot wide open and she groaned as she felt Salma's crushing power, realizing too late she was trapped! Jennifer twisted her torso as she bucked her hips and thrashed back and forth, trapped by Salma's stocky, thickly muscled thighs but the tough little Mexican's legs were locked tight around her - too tight! Realizing the futility of her position, Jennifer refocused her attention on Salma's breasts, gouging them anew with her freshly manicured nails.

Although Jennifer's new attack clearly caused Salma visible discomfort, it didn't help Jennifer out of her predicament. On top of that, Salma was still pinching her nipples, twisting and pulling on them as she was squeezing the air from her. Moaning, Jennifer's cries rose in volume with the next surge from the legs crushed her midriff.

Reaching up, Jennifer raked her nails down across her foe's face and was relieved to hear Salma's shrill shried and felt the Mexican's grip on her tits ease ever so slightly. Grabbing Salma's hair and pushing her head back to bare her neck, Jennifer jabbed her outstretched fingers into her foe's throat and was rewarded with the sound of Salma gurgling and gasping for breath. But Jennifer wasn't through! Wrapping both hands around Salma's throat, Jennifer tightened her grip and began to choke the life out of her! In the moonlight, Jennifer could see the look of terror manifest itself in Salma's eyes as her hands left Jennifer's breasts to try to break her choke - but without success. As Salma's scissors began to lose strength, Jennifer could see not only escape within reach, but victory!

Then, in a heartbeat, everything changed! Releasing the scissors, Salma dropped her leg, pushed one between Jennifer's and then slammed it upwards. Jennifer grunted, then gasped aloud as Salma's kneecap crushed her cunt! Forgetting about her choke, Jennifer rolled off of Salma sobbing and as she rocked on her back with her knees drawn up to her chest, she tried to rub away the dull, throbbing ache from between her legs. Salma pushed herself up to her knees, then sat back on her haunches rubbing her throat as she enjoyed the results of her handiwork.

"You're one savage bitch," Salma rasped hoarsely. "But you're still just a bitch. In fact, NOW you're MY bitch!"

Pulling Jennifer by the hair and setting her on her knees, Salma secured a tight grip with her arms around the brunette's waist, their four fulsome breasts compressed between their heaving chests, then she started to close her bearhug! Jennifer moaned as her ribs felt the crushing power of Salma's bearhug; but more important, Jennifer was suddenly forced to deal with Salma's breasts which had become a weapon aimed straight at her own pendulous pair. Throwing her full weight in behind her tits, Salma arched her back as she pressed forward, grinning as Jennifer's lips grimaced in pain. Unable to do much else, Jennifer struggled to secure her own bearhug and once she got her hands locked, she pushed her tits back against Salma's. But, alas, it was no use!

Jennifer's breasts were big and they were firm, but Salma's were bigger and firmer! As if that weren't enough, the older Latina was clearly far more experienced than her young rival. Jennifer tried to twist back and forth, but no matter what she did, her tits were pinned, trapped between Salma's awesome rack and her chest. Jennifer cried out once more as Salma gave her another squeeze and when she looked down, Jennifer saw the Mexican's breasts had overwhelmed hers totally.

Salma laughed as Jennifer pawed at her arms, trying in vain to break her hug, "What's the matter, puta? Don't want to rub your slutty tits with me anymore?"

To emphasize her dominance, Salma pulled back slightly, then drove her breasts forward, slamming into Jennifer's and wringing an agonized wail from the brunette's quivering lips. Jennifer tried to fight back, slamming her pair head-on into Salma's, the lovely Latina's round face twisting in pain as she took the heavy blow. But despite her brief success, Jennifer was unprepared for Salma's next attack!

Salma twisted her body side to side, clubbing Jennifer's overwhelmed breasts back and forth on her chest, using her own heavy tits like clubs, battering Jennifer's outmatched pair. Salma beamed with pride as she dominated Jennifer's thoroughly outclassed boobs. Twin rising, upper-cutting slams to the bottom of Jennifer's boobs sent her tits rocketing upward, accompanied by more cries of anguish from the youngster. As Jennifer struggled to catch her breath, another frontal attack wrenched another loud scream as Jennifer frantically pushed at Salma's shoulders, now merely trying to avoid any more such punishing blows. The titfight portion of their confrontation came to an end with Jennifer humbled and dominated!

Salma pushed Jennifer onto her back, resting with her hands on her thighs as she considered how to torment her next. She savored the sick look of shock and dismay that covered Jennifer's face. In the bright moonlight, Salma could see the ruddy blush on her cheeks and the despair in Jennifer's tearing eyes; wordless admission of defeat that any woman could recognize in a rival. Salma reached back, thrusting out her bosom as she untied the strings of her top and slipped it off, leaving her heavy-hanging tits unfettered. Crawling over, Salma straddled Jennifer, sitting astride her belly, then she leaned down and reached around, releasing Jennifer's top. With a sadistic grin, Salma raised her hand and began to slap Jennifer's tits, the CRACK of the impacts echoing loudly across the sand as her open handed cuffing whipped the soft orbs back and forth as Jennifer howled and struggled to get her hands up to protect her 'assets'.

But Salma simply changed her target and her next swipe brought her fists to bear on Jennifer's face, knocking her head to one side, then back the other way! After several punches, Jennifer's lower lip was bloodied, her jaw bruised and a small mouse was swelling up under her left eye. All in all, Jennifer was punched into a stupor and her arms slipped down and flopped in the sand at her hips.

Now Salma's gaze returned to Jennifer's slowly rising and falling chest. Grabbing the brunette's tits, she clamped down, squeezing tightly, then rocked back onto Jennifer's pelvis as she yanked her up by the boobs. Jennifer's eyes shot wide and she howled as she arched her back, trying to relieve the pressure on her boobs which were being stretched to their limit. Blinking back tears, Jennifer looked and Salma and realized just how much she hated the bitchy expression of smug superiority on the Latina's face; yet there was little Jennifer could do about it except scream again as Salma let go and raked her claws down the length of her breasts!

Desperate to stop the abuse, Jennifer reached for Salma's jugs and began to pull down. After several good, hard tugs Salma was clearly in trouble, groaning loudly each time Jennifer stretched the pliable flesh. However, Salma didn't give Jennifer a chance to celebrate her 'victory' as she again grabbed on; the soft flesh oozing between her spread fingers as she began twisting the young brunette's breasts left and right! Jennifer screamed again in agony, her hands slipping from Salma's tits to her belly. Rolling off of Jennifer, Salma collapsed beside her on the ground, one arm wrapped around Jennifer's neck. Salma pulled herself close, keeping her head nuzzled against the brunette's neck as their bare legs rubbing together.

Jennifer seethed with impotent rage. Salma was just showboating now, she thought; showing her she could do whatever she wanted to her and get away with it! Reaching for Jennifer's bikini bottom with her free hand, Salma pulled on the strings, untying the knot at her hip, then pulled it out from between Jennifer's slack legs. When she tossed it away, Jennifer opened her mouth to protest, but instead of words, what left her mouth was a blood-curdling scream when Salma clamped on her version of the legendary "crotch claw."

Smiling as she watched Jennifer squirm, writhe and suffer, Salma taunted, "Sorry to dash your dreams, bitch! But you're NOT getting any lovin' tonight. This is the closest you're gonna get to it!"

Delirious with pain, Jennifer dimly saw Salma lean over and look straight down into her tearing eyes. The Mexican was reveling in her agony, enjoying every last drop. Salma's smile enraged her and somewhere inside of her, an emotional fuse was lit. When it exploded, Jennifer wanted to destroy Salma more than ever! Salma frowned as she saw the change in Jennifer's expression, but it was already too late! She screamed in agony as Jennifer rolled toward her and dug her fingers in with a crotch claw of her own, attacking right through the crotch panel of Salma's bikini.

"You fucking BITCH!" Jennifer roared. "Let go of me NOW DAMMIT!"

They fought with terrific intensity, their screams and sobs rending the air as they attacked each other without mercy. Salma's grip slackened, but just as she was about to smile, Jennifer suddenly felt a new, very unpleasant, sensation as the Mexican's hand reached down and two fingers dug into her pussy. Jennifer's scream was enough to wake the dead as Salma's fingers found her clit and began to wreak havoc! Jennifer desperately tried to maintain her on grip on Salma's bucking and bouncing crotch, but it was useless and her attack dwindled to nothing as she broke down in sobs as her clit was getting pinched and twisted ruthlessly. Stopping for a moment, Salma withdrew her hand and pulled the brunette's hand away from her own womanhood, tossing the limp limb aside with a sniff of smug superiority. Then balling her fist, Salma pounded Jennifer's pubic mound with hard blow after hard blow until the young brunette was screaming at the top of her lungs.

"IT'S OVER, BITCH!" Salma shouted. "I'm gonna finish you - and your cunt; right here, right now!"

Straddling Jennifer once again, Salma pinned the young woman's arms to the ground and bent forward, scrubbing her tits on the youngsters red face. She swung her shoulders from side to side, slapping Jennifer with her heavy jugs, then raising slightly to allow them to brush across her foe's nose and gaping lips. Finally, Salma pressed them firmly down, molding her mammaries over Jennifer's countenance and holding them there for several seconds before lifting them. Jennifer gasped as she sucked in a grateful lungful of life-giving oxygen.

"MY man's worshipping these tits tonight," Salma taunted with a shake of her chest. "He's gonna suck 'em ALL night!" From the look on her face, Salma could see Jennifer was becoming more and more despondent; her words cut to the bone and both women knew it. "This is the pussy MY man's fucking tonight," Salma continued as she began to grind her womanhood down on Jennifer's stomach in a mock dry hump. "It's gonna feel him inside it ALL night long!" Then bringing her lips down to Jennifer's ear, she said breathily as she rotated her hips, "Oh God...Danny! You're fucking me so hard...you're in so deep... UGH! Harder... Harder Danny! Oh...oh God! Yes...Yes...Yes! That's it Danny...you're the best!"

Salma's words were too much for Jennifer and tears began to stream down her blushing cheeks. Salma grinned a devilish grin at seeing the success of her psychological warfare at breaking Jennifer down completely. Rising to her feet, Salma untied the strings of her bikini bottom and gaily cast it aside. "But I can be merciful Jennifer," she sighed. "So I'm gonna let YOU feel the pussy Danny's gonna fuck tonight." She slowly lowered herself onto Jennifer, "You're gonna get a taste of a sweet pussy your's can't possibly match!"

Jennifer groaned out loud when Salma slammed her pussy down on hers and began to rub up and down vigorously. Sadly for her, however, Jennifer's cries were NOT of pain, but were caused by her body betraying her to the lust that had begun welling up inside of her ever since she and Salma began banging breasts. Jennifer closed her eyes, unable to stop her breath which grew shallow as the womanly feelings spreading outward from her loins permeated her entire body. Salma rode Jennifer like an expert, driving the young brunette wild with the gyration of her hips. Salma's grinding took Jennifer to new heights of ecstasy - and humiliation - her moans of pleasure growing ever louder. But the Mexican spitfire was clearly no longer immune to the effects of tribadism either, and she began moaning too as she humped the youngster with growing intensity!

"Oh God... yo...(ugh) you're so (unnngh) hot," Salma moaned. "Maybe I should (ohhhhh) forget about Danny and take (UHHH) YOU back to my hotel room (ah...ah....) ahfter we're through... you'd be so much fun as my sex toy!"

Jennifer's eyes widened in shock and disgust at hearing Salma's 'threat.' She clearly saw the dire straits she'd fallen into. Salma was on the verge of dominating her completely despite the fact that Jennifer had NO intention of letting herself be used as Salma's personal plaything - no matter how aroused the lusty Latina got her.

Jennifer had to act soon, or all would be lost! She thrashed back and forth beneath Salma, but not only were her arms trapped, but also her body! Seeing no other alternative, Jennifer shot her head up and slammed it into Salma's face, hitting her square between the eyes! Both women groaned from the impact, but it did enough to stop the Mexican's lustful gyrating and daze her enough that she lost her grip on Jennifer's hands. Once her arms were free, Jennifer grabbed Salma's hair in both hands, pulled her forward and hit her with a second headbutt. This one, harder than that of the first, stunned both ladies badly but it also knocked Salma backward off Jennifer.

Both sexy women lay sprawled on their backs, their superb chests rising and falling as they tried to recover from the painful impacts before their foe. It was Jennifer who rose first, pushing herself up slowly on unsteady legs. By the time Salma got to her feet, Jennifer was ready and Salma was hit almost immediately with a right hook to the jaw. Staggered, Salma still put a jiggle in Jennifer's thighs with a sweeping right hook of her own.

But Salma's counterattack fizzled as she screamed aloud when Jennifer's next two punches found her breasts, each being mushroomed by the fist that sank deep into it. A left hook rocked Salma, then a left swiveled her head on her shoulders; her fists dropping to her waist as her knees did a deep bend as her hips shunted back, tilting her dangerously forward albeit still upright. With her target now exposed and unprotected, Jennifer threw everything into a right uppercut that drilled straight onto the point of Salma's jutting chin. Salma's whipped back as her knees buckled and she dropped on her back in the sand!

Standing over Salma, her fists clenched at her hips, Jennifer seethed with rage; clearly determined to make the Mexicana pay in spades for each moment of suffering she'd endured at her "hands." Lifting her foot, Jennifer stomped down on Salma's unprotected pussy. All of the accumulated pleasure that had built up in Salma's system went flying out the window as she jackknifing briefly upright, screamed at the top of her lungs, then crumpled back and lay on the sand holding her pussy and sobbing loudly and uncontrollably. Just to be sure, Jennifer stomped on Salma's exposed belly twice, but the Mexican maiden barely groaned in pain, her body shaking as she rolled onto her side, sobbing loud ragged sobs and clutching her belly.

"You like THAT, bitch?" Jennifer shouted. "I'm gonna teach you NEVER to fuck with ME again!"

Dropping down on her butt behind Salma, Jennifer wrapped her legs around her midsection and locked her ankles over Salma's groin, then leaned back on her hands and started squeezing - hard!. Salma groaned out loud as her middle was compressed between Jennifer's luscious thighs whenever Jennifer flexed her muscles; focusing her strength in short bursts and pulses designed to put Salma through an unending torment. She gritted her teeth as Salma clawed her thighs, but Jennifer refused to be deterred.

Sitting up and reaching around Salma's shoulders, Jennifer grabbed Salma's breasts in both hands and began crushing the plump orbs in her clenched fists. Salma screamed in agonly as she bounced her ass on the sand and twisted back and forth between Jennifer's legs, but nothing she did could help her escape. Jennifer slammed Salma's tits together over and over, then began to twist them, left and right, producing more agonized wails from the Mexican's mouth. Going to Salma's nipples, Jennifer pinched them with her thumbs and forefingers, pulling and twisting viciously as Salma tilted her head back and moaned as her proud nipples suffered untold abuse.

Salma grabbed Jennifer's hands and after much struggle, finally pried them from her breasts. But before she could get her hands back up to shield her boobs, Jennifer got hers there first and raked her nails across the once flawless flesh, leaving more angry red welts alongside the earlier ones she'd caused. Salma screamed in agony and beat her fists on Jennifer's thighs in frustration, anger and pain.

Laying her head on Salma's shoulder, Jennifer started to whisper taunts in the Mexican's ear for, despite her "good girl" image, Jennifer was just as adept as anyone at breaking down another woman's psyche, "You're NOT gettin' out of this, babe! You were too stupid to finish me off, and now you'll never get another chance," Jennifer jeered. "C'mon, lemme hear you scream, bitch! You can't do anything else...so scream for me, you dumb BITCH!"

Letting go of Salma's tits and then opening her legs, Jennifer wrapped her left arm around Salma's neck and cinched it tight under her chin. While Salma was clearly relieved that the attack on her breasts and waist had ended, that feeling quickly faded when Jennifer used her own longer legs to grapevine Salma's and force them to spread wide...and then wider still! Feeling Jennifer's hand slowly trailing down over her abs toward her womanhood, Salma thrashed wildly, slapping blindly and fumbling trying to grab Jennifer's wrist. But Jennifer had her trapped too tightly and was determined to complete her hold no matter what. Latching onto Salma with another crotch claw, Jennifer smiled as the closed her hand into a fist. Salma screamed in agony as the brunette dug her fingers deep into the soft tissue surrounding Salma's cunt, attacking with everything she had.

When Jennifer finally let go, it was only so she could delve into Salma's pussy with several fingers where she quickly found her long, hard clit. Salma screamed again as Jennifer began to pinch and pull, her cries fading and becoming blubbery as the malicious brunette brought the once-haughty Latina to the verge of uncontrollable tears.

"Oh God... Oh God... Oh God let go," Salma babbled, her senses overcome by the excruciating pain.

"You're not fucking ANYone tonight, bitch!" Jennifer taunted. "In fact, when I'm done, you'll be lucky to be able to screw anyone EVER!" Finally letting go, Jennifer shoved Salma away from her. As Salma writhed in the sand, her legs moving up and down carved little grooves in the soft beach. Jennifer stood smiling as she watched her fallen foe struggle to recover, sensing that the end was near. "Get up, bitch!" she shouted, "I'm gonna put you out of your misery once and for all!"

Waiting patiently as Salma struggled to rise to her feet, Jennifer squared up and as soon as the Latina was (more or less) upright, she quickly went back to work! Salma grunted when Jennifer brought her fists to bear on her bare boobs, the one-sided jug mugging taking a terrible toll on Salma's already badly battered boobs. Jennifer smiled as Salma moaned or cried out each time her hard little fists flattened a Mexican boob or and knocked them around. Jennifer's pace wasn't fast, in fact she deliberately took her time, aiming her punches carefully to the spots where the impact would inflict the most pain. And while she didn't wind up and punch as hard as she could, her punches packed enough wallop to make Salma suffer without causing so much pain she might pass out.

Unable to protect her chest and desperate, Salma did the only thing she could, she went after Jennifer's chest. As they dug their toes in the sand and traded punches toe-to-to, Jennifer's voice joined Salma's in a chorus of pain as they each took the other's most punishing blows. They traded punches mindlessly, neither giving a thought to defense, spending all their energy in attacking the other's pride and joy; her breasts! Soon, both were having trouble seeing through their tears as the four breasts suffered under an unending torrent of hard-hearted blows.

Going 'all in' and putting everything she had left in the tank into a final furious assault, Jennifer began throwing uppercuts to the soft undersides of Salma's heavy tits. The Latina howled as her massive mams were thrust upward by the brunette's whistling punches, then slammed back down on her chest as gravity exerted it's inexorable influence. The look of anguish on Salma's face brought a smile to Jennifer's lips - and bouyed the confidence that made her press on despite the punishment her own big breasts were receiving.

Salma's punching slowed and she moaned as Jennifer's blows continued to pour into her chest until Salma's output dropped to nothing. She staggered back and tried to cover her chest with her hands to protect them, but Jennifer brushed her trembling hands aside, grabbed her tits and dragged her back to her using them as handles; drawing another scream of pain.

With no other recourse, Salma simply slumped forward and fell into Jennifer in a despeation clinch. As Jennifer felt Salma's arms wrap up around her neck, she wrapped her own arms around Salma's waist and hugged her to her. Salma's hot, labored breath moistened Jennifer's neck as she rested her head on her shoulder. But for the fact these two had spent what felt like an eternity beating the tar out of each other, they could easily have been mistaken for lovers. Jennifer felt Salma's breasts against hers and now resurgent pride refuseed to let her back down from this new confrontation.

Tightening her grip, Jennifer squeezed Salma in a crushing bearhug, drawing an immediate moan of pain from the Mexican. In their previous top form, Salma's chest would have been more than a match for Jennifer's as it had been at the start of their contest. Now, however, her breasts had been battered into submission and were no longer in any shape to endure this kind of crushing punishment. Jennifer smiled as she rasped her hard nipples back and forth across Salma's softened-up breasts, her confidence growing as she felt her tits having their way with Salma's underachieving udders.

"Your tits are done for, you stuck-up bitch," Jennifer taunted. "There's nothing you can do now except scream and beg for mercy!"

Salma just continued to moan and sob softly, no longer even trying to fight back against Jennifer's awesome assets. The younger brunette squeezed harder, driving her nipples into Salma's soft brests and, in spite of their size advantage, Salma's tits slowly yielded to Jennifer's firmer, flattening under the intense pressure. Salma moaned as she went limp in Jennifer's arms, her chest completely overwhelmed and then subjugated by the younger woman's breasts.

Letting Salma drop, Jennifer stood bending over her, hands on her knees, her bare breasts quivering as she sucked in lungfuls of fresh sea air. Using her foot under her shoulder, Jennifer rolled Salma over onto her back and straddled her. Then, unable to stop grinning, the young brunette went to work with a vengence!

Jennifer started on Salma's face, rearing up on her knees as she punched, snapping it back and forth with furious cuffing blows until Salma's right cheek began to swell and blood flowed from her left nostril. Scooting lower, Jennifer changed her attack as she raked the nails of both hand back and forth across Salma's bare tits, reveling in her mindless screams of pain. Grabbing the bloody orbs, Jennifer crushed them in her fists as she yanked upward, lifting Salma's head and shoulders up off the sand as she stretched the pliable flesh to the very extreme limits. All the time, Salma sobbed and squealed in pain.

"Please... Please stop!" Salma begged, "You've beaten me...you win...Danny's yours... OH PLEASE....stooooooop!"

Jennifer was delighted at Salma's submission, but she wanted more. "Who's the better woman, bitch? Say it!"

"You are!" Salma gasped. "You....you're better.... than me..."

"And who's a weak, worthless bitch who can't win a fight to save her life?" Jennifer prompted.

"Me....I am," Salma sobbed, her swollen and bleeding lower lip quivering. "I...I'm a weak, worthless bitch....who can't win at all..."

After all that, Jennifer still needed to add insult to injury. Bringing her mouth to Salma's ear, she whispered, "I'll take good care of Danny tonight...and one night is all I need! He'll worship me forever and forget you even exist!"

Salma's eyes were brimmed with tears as she broke into another fit of sobbing. Jennifer's words had finally broken her spirit, and she was clearly distraught at havinglost to a girl she expected to not only have beaten, but dominated easily. Jennifer simply smiled, happy to have established her dominance over her hated rival. Scooting forward, she wrapped her arms around Salma's head as she lowered her bare breasts down onto her face. Gently swinging her heavy tits back and forth against the Mexicana’s flushed features, Jennifer enveloped Salma’s face, covering it fully with her cleavage. Jennifer smiled as Salma struggled weakly beneath her, enjoying the erotic sensation of having Salma's face nuzzling up to her victorious boobs.

With her face trapped firmly in Jennifer's cleavage, there would be no escape for Salma and, slowly but surely, her struggles subsided until she finally stopped moving at all and her body fell limp. Grinning, Jennifer opened her embracing arms and let Salma's head drop to the sand. Running her hands through Salma's hair and over the cuts on her face, Jennifer drank in her victory while mischievous thoughts raced through her head. This fight more than most, had forced certain perverse feelings to the surface and she felt compelled to act on her impulses. After brushing away the loose sand clinging to her, Jennifer inched up and placed her knees straddling Salma's head.

"Alyssa Milano once said your face was the best fuck she's had in years," Jennifer laughed. "Let's see if she was right!"

Lowering herself, Jennifer ground her swollen womanhood onto Salma's nose and mouth and began the long, thorough journey toward sexual gratifaction. Cooing and groaning, fonding her aroused nipples, she took her time; humping slowly but getting worked up quickly. Holding Salma's hair in one hand, Jennifer pumped her pussy on Salma’s face as she threw her head back and screamed her climax as she cascaded over the brink, exploding her jism over Salma's face as the powerful ‘victory orgasm’ sent shudders through her entire, taut body.

Slowly catching her breath, Jennifer rose on shaky legs; drained by the strong orgasm, yet still with plenty of ‘gas’ in the tank for another ride, this one on ‘spaceship Danny.’ Wiping the dribbling residue from between her engorged labia and off the insides of her still-trembing thighs, she wiped the juice from her hand on Salma's chest, leaving her ‘mark’ between her Latina’s beaten breasts. Pulling her bikini back on, Jennifer adjusted the top, then picked up Salma's discarded suit - a souvenir from her latest victory. Walking slowly and painfully back to the resort, the young brunette felt giddy; her head filling with thoughts of how she was going to spend the night pleasuring (and receiving pleasure from) her new man.

Arriving back at the ballroom, things were no long as Jennifer had left them. Nobody even noted her return, much less the obvious injuries she had sustained. Instead, everyone there was crowded in a tight circle, their full attention on what was transpiring in the middle. The petite brunette couldn't see through, but over the cheers and hoots, she could hear a woman screaming. Fighting her way through to get a peek, she realized what was going on.

Jeri Ryan and Cat Bell were at it once more. Both were topless, Jeri in a red bikini and Cat in electric blue. It seemed as though Jeri was having her way with Cat - and had been for a while. She was perched proudly astride the writhing brunette, grinning as she mauled Cat's fabulously famous frontage. Cat was struggling desperately trying to free herself from Jeri's iron fisted grip but nobody watching gave her much of a chance of success. It was like deja vue all over again!

Jennifer saw Danny in the front row on the other side of the fight and she began to seethe when she saw who was clinging tight to his arm. Some blonde bimbo had her hands all over him, hanging onto him like he belonged to her. Someone else was stealing her prize! Jennifer angrily cracked her knuckles, preparing to deal with the second trashy whore to cross her path that night. It looked like she had another ass kicking to dish out. She elbowed her way through the throng, stepped over Cat's slowly thrashing legs and walked straight toward Danny.....