Leotards, Bunny Ears & Pantyhose - Lorelei vs Angelina

[Monsy]

If it lasted a second longer, she might’ve decided against throwing that hand. Heesh, they seemed almost too innocent. Why take my hand, you fuckin’ idiot. Candy this easy to grab was almost cruel. Still, her faith wasn’t lost, and she took that swing, ready to laugh her heart out - until it clapped inside their fist. “Huh.” Angelina quirked her brow, pursing her lips, “I wasn’t the one bein’ pillow princess on the ma-” A gut-riddling knee-hammer! What a move. It folded her over the limb, the Marauder heaved, sucked. She felt it in her back, eyes wide and losing spit.

“FUGGGH!” A sequel. Lightning doesn't strike twice my ass. She bounced off her feet to take it. Her small belly felt sore from hip to hip. Growls took her after, bumbling her steps, focusing on taking a full breath before she rolled forward, spiked, and up became the new down. She ended up rolling with the flow, the fulcrum being the back of her skull as she stopped sitting up-right. Her arms flopped inside her lap, she slumped and sagged, drooping on one shoulder to the side until she spilled onto the canvas, laying flat on her back, blinking with empty eyes and gently grabbing at her scalp.

[Aeri]

She wasn’t the only one to grab at her scalp. Lorelei had just the same idea as she did, and the rather curvy bluenette took a few steps in her direction, clasping her hair and pulling her up to her feet, dazed and all. Barely supported by her jelly legs, Lorelei helped her stand, as she gave her a sweet little smooch on her nose.

“Mwah. Now, check this out, my little bunny-!”

She spoke with a hint of an edge in her voice, still wary of Angie. She had all the rights to be, really. Her hands clasped her the back of her head and.. then she simply tucked it underneath her armpit. She leaned over, and smacked Angie’s butt.

Then hauled her up by the lower half of her outfit, and dropped her down on her head to spike her in for a DDT!

[Monsy]

For a little miss modest, she didn’t expect that little peck.
When did she get so flirty? “A-Ahh-”

Seems she found a home underneath their arm. That spank made her do a little jump, “Meep!” And she blew up in a red blush, and was then slapped again with this deep wedgie as her small body was hoisted off the ground and she splatted again on her skull. Bonk. TWO DDT’S IN A ROW?!

Angelina somersaulted over, but stalled for a second with her ass in the air, her head folded in and all that thunk on her neck made a crowd wince. Now that was some real punishment. She ended up on her back, blinking wildly and swiping her hands in the air to try and find her lefts and rights again. “I’ll check.. this fist in ya ass in a minute, yo. Fuckin’ frick-train.”