Amelie R./Robin M. - Hot In The Hallway

[Devilish53]

Amelie was still reeling, knocked down with the utmost ease as Robin took the time to raise her foot, and seemingly look to squish her breasts. Her agony made all the worse, Amelie's hands were near enough everywhere as they tried to not only defend herself, but soothe the ache between her legs. Her heavy bust taking quite the beating indeed as Robin stepped down hard, before she found her smaller but no less stacked opponent moving to get her bust across Amelie's own features!

The French giant moaning out, as whilst this was usually a experience she would live for, she found herself in too dire-a-straights to even consider enjoying it!

[Taskmaster12]

Robin has turned things around through trickery. But she didn’t care for fairness especially when she was jumped. Trapping the good for nothing bag of tits with her own breasts she watched her struggle under her but made sure her breasts remained firmly on top of her. Robin has used her chest for this on more then one occasion but she tended to just drive her chest down on her opponents face like a batter ram. This time was no different, trying to secure the top spot while keeping herself in the dominant spot and avoiding any chance the big girl could get to get free from her wrath.

[Devilish53]

Amelie's struggles began to pick up, given this was not to be a smother in which she could lay back without fear of being thoroughly punished afterwards. With her arms flailing, she'd try as she could to raise a hand to where she imagined Robin's long locks to be flowing.

She didn't need much, but just a few strands of hair within her hands would be enough to pull on. Amelie didn't enjoy getting dirty, but against a figure who employed such tactics, she was happy to branch out. And turn this fight a shade more catty in the process.

[Taskmaster12]

Her breasts stayed on Amelie’s massive head holding her in place and attempting to smother her out once and for all. Amelie’s hands moved frantically while Robin stayed on top on her regardless hoping to see the life leave her, instead she found the women grabbing and pulling on her precious hair. Was nothing sacred to this women? “You rotten skank! Just because you don’t put any effort in your hair doesn’t mean the rest of us are heathens.” Her head was pulled back as Robin shook her head in response trying to keep herself from pulling her away.

[Devilish53]

When Amelie found the locks of Robin and pulled her back, she saw her chance to escape. With her other hand, she'd press them tightly on Robin's big jugs, not only to get them out of her face, but to push on her torso to coincide with the hair pull!

If all went well, the French giant would shuffle onto her side, before trying to outright get from underneath her busty attacker!

"No...you just...strike women low..!"

[Taskmaster12]

Grappling at the women’s face and pushing on her head she was feeling her chest being pushed against as well despite her attempts to keep the big women down she was desperately shuffling in an attempt to get out from under her. Robin would need to resort to drastic measures to treat this heathen a lesson. Throwing caution to the wind she would bring her hand up and try to claw at the women’s chest pulling on her boob before she would bring her legs up and try to kick her away while they were on there sides looking to force her away. “Ill kick low...as much as I need to, to keep myself from being smothered by your spiteful ass!” Robin growler in a rather unrefined manner unbefitting of her usual behavior.

[Devilish53]

Amelie fought her way to freedom, but she was too confident in having acquired it. Believing that Robin would back-away when she realised that pinning the French gal could no longer be done, Amelie found her lips opening far to let loose a hell of a cry, one that was high pitched and then some, as Robin left a good few marks across her excessive bosom!

Recoiling in pure shock with the look to match, Amelie shuffled backwards as she tried to get to her feet. Unless Robin were to actively try to stop her, the French gal would seek a full retreat from there on in.

The encounter wasn't the variety Amelie strove to be mixed into, and it was apparent on her face, as she slipped away from the scene.

[Taskmaster12]

Robin was back on her feet with Amelie up as well. A neutral ground was a benefit to the women with a larger frame even if Robin felt her skill was superior...much like everything else about her. Still Robin wasn’t someone who was an attacker. At least when she was the one who had to attack. She needed to think straight and now that they were split Robin would try to get around this without looking weak towards anyone. “Well...that should show you the folly of messing with me. I’ll be generous and assume you have some brain there and it didn’t all go to your tits. Walk away now and we can forget this ever happened. Come at me again and I’ll make sure your time here at LAW is a miserable one!”