Chapter 8: Weakness in the whoppers
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Joe is elated, Judy totters on long rubber legs and
Tasia can only gasp and try to cover the distance as
quickly as possible. Joe gets a glimpse of the black
haired greek behind her big joggling tits as she
proceeds with some logistical difficulty towards Joe
and the concussed blonde, Joe knows the difficulties
that the big chested have with bursts of speed while
topless. He enjoys the sight, snickers and goes to
work Judy.
The young blonde is blinking,her eyes wet-rimmed and
her faculties barely returning. Joe's shorts roar and he
sees only the two tremulous titanic targets teetering on
Judy's milky chest. Joe begins to swing heavy hooks
into the sides of each of Judy's breasts. The beautiful
meat sloshes and slams against itself,Judy groaning
and whimpering, Joe slashing away. Something
between her young fat tits and her pretty brain
shortwires, and Judy goes out again- this time under
the boob shots alone. She begins to slum towards
Joe. Tasia bounces, jiggles and joggles up behind
her, although she has clearly been rendered somewhat
groggy from her sprint. Joe surmises she is weak in
the tits as well, and has been dazed by the continual
tits-to-chin, tits-back-to-chest impact resultant from
Tasia's topless scamble. The dark greek groans and
whines weakly, sensing her predicament, but is two
boob ddrunk to do much of anything to protect herself,
nevermind her bra blasted buddy. The two female fist
fighters wobble and drool confusedly amongst
themselves before Joe.
What do you do now?
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