"CatFight Story Over
Beach C*ck"

The sun was a fiery orb hanging low over the ocean, casting a golden glow that seemed to set the world ablaze. The beach was nearly deserted, save for the occasional seagull squawking overhead, and the rhythmic lullaby of the waves provided a sensual soundtrack to the scene unfolding. There I was, sprawled out on the warm s*nd, the salty sea air filling my lungs, as you, Judy, with your long bl*ck hair and piercing eyes, knelt between my legs. Your bl*ck string bikini was a mere suggestion of modesty against your tanned skin, and the way you bit your lip as you looked up at me was a promise of the wickedness to come. Your hands were like silk as they glided up my thighs, and I felt a shiver run through me despite the heat of the day. You leaned in, your breath hot against my skin, and I could feel your anticipation mirroring my own. With a mischievous grin, you whispered, "I'm going to make you forget every worry you've ever had," before taking me into your mouth. The sensation was exquisite, a mix of warmth and pressure that had me gripping the s*nd beneath me. I let out a low moan, lost in the pleasure of your expert lips and tongue working in unison. "F*ck, Judy," I breathed out, my voice barely above a whisper. But as the ecstasy built, a sudden commotion at the other end of the beach caught my attention. There was Suzanne, my girlfriend, her red hair flowing behind her like a fiery mane, her large breasts bouncing with each determined step she took towards us. Her string bikini, a vibrant contrast to the s*nd and sea, left l*ttle to the imagination, and the fury in her eyes was palpable. "What the actual f*ck, Judy?!" she screamed, her voice carrying over the crash of the waves. I could see her sharp claws and teeth glinting in the sunlight, a clear sign that she was beyond reason. You didn't stop, though. If anything, the impending confrontation only seemed to spur you on. Just as Suzanne was upon us, I felt the climax h*t me like a wave, and I couldn't help but let out a guttural groan as I came in your mouth. Suzanne was seething, her chest heaving with rage. "You slutty l*ttle b*tch!" she yelled, lunging at you. You stood up just in time to meet her, and the two of you collided in a flurry of punches and slaps. The hats flew off, and your hair cascaded around your faces like a pair of raven's wings. The fight was a dance of fury and lust, your bodies entwined as you grappled with each other. Clothing tore, as you both tangled Tit to tit, crotch to crotch, you were a vertical caduceus of warring passion, each trying to dominate the other.

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