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Catfights and Sammy do mix. Anytime one of the other girls would get jealous of me because their boyfriend wanted to fuck me, they always turned to violence. Thinking that a fight would deter me, but it did the exact opposite. The heat of the catfight grew hotter when we close in on each other’s faces turn me on so much. The heavy breaths lifting the other girl’s tits up and down. The insane eye contact, like we’re silently telling each other that we’re going to rip each other apart.

Her arm cocks back, and SLAP! A sharp hot sting lands on my face. My hand instinctively flies to my cheek and I stare daggers back at her. How dare she? Does she know how mad she’s made me? I cock my arm back and deliver a backhand on her beautiful face. We’re both staring at each other, breathing hard, and ready to attack.

 

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Girl Fight

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Girl Fight

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Tonight was supposed to be a night of fun but it ended in a messy girl fight. All I wanted was to catch up with my sorority sister’s and reminisce about our early slutty days in college. We were chatting about how we used to suck our professors off to pass the semesters. The bar was in full swing as a group of loud whores walked in, and demanded we move our seats so they could all sit together. If they had asked nicely, then maybe we would’ve moved, but since they were so pushy, it was a absolute fucking no. The lead whore of the group decided to approach me. She wore itty bitty jean shorts that were shoved up her ass, and a baby white T- shirt that was so tight, if she sneezed, it’ll tear right down the middle. She bumped me with her breast trying to start a fight and that was enough for me to lose my cool and I poured my drink down the front of her shirt. It was on from there!

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By day three of the music festival, my nerves were charred. Everything and everyone was just fucking annoying. I wanted to go home early, but my boyfriend’s favorite band was closing out the festival, and he wouldn’t budge. He dragged me to the drink tent and promised to keep me pleasantly buzzed until it was time to go.

Drink in hand, we pushed our way through the throngs of people to find somewhere to enjoy the final day. The shorts I had packed were too short to be comfortable, really riding up my ass, and the knotted seam was grinding on my clit. Being horny and annoyed isn’t a Francie combo you want to play with. Being an ass man, he kept grabbing at my exposed cheeks as we swayed to the music. Normally, I’d be down for that, but as I said, I was in such a bad mood. Finally, after the fifth time I slapped his hand away, he took the hint and took a few steps away from me. He was letting me be miserable in my own little bubble.

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