Sahrye and Tilly have had it out before but it never came to bl*ws. And not that they weren't up for it. The timing simply has never been right. Here in this staff lounge after hours anything goes. There are no security cameras, no nosy colleagues to interfere. Just two enemies finally chest to chest, eyeing each other up and down. The hostility is real. The suspense is palpable.

After a brief exchange of insults, which both women respond to in a cold manner, seemingly unaffected, they go at it. Tilly drives her hands into Sahrye's hair and Sahrye responds automatically with the same move. They stand with their legs intertwined, pulling and dragging the other in an effort to knock her off balance. They both want the upper hand but there will be no draws today.

Moments later, they both fall to the couch. Their legs stay interlinked during the fall so that they're sitting very close facing one another, maintaining eye contact. Their nylon-clad legs shift and rub together in such a way that it's hard to tell whose legs are whose. Of course the hands stay pulling at each other's hair. These two are intent on a decisive result today. They're not stopping even for a second.

Tilly switches things up and goes for Sahrye's tits and Sahrye responds in kind. This is going well until she realizes she needs more access, so she takes a breath, backs up and unbuttons her blouse. She keeps it on but with her bra exposed. Her enemy does the same. Now it's really time . They grab and claw at each other's breasts, both vying for the upper hand so they can settle this long and drawn out office saga.

Tilly takes them to the ground and although it's an awkward fall, she quickly puts herself in charge. She lies full weight and wraps her legs around her foe's. Sahrye's not going anyway, even if she wanted to. Tilly pulls at Sahrye's hair although admittedly it's hard for her to get leverage from above. Suddenly Sahrye rolls and puts herself on top, but Tilly carries on pulling regardless, even better now in fact. She hasn't realized what Sahrye has in mind, though. Sahrye claws at her tits, distracting her with intense p*in. She's thrown off and though she returns the favour, she seems to do so less intensely.

Time to get back on top, time to lose these bras and time to ruin this b*tch!

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