This is the part 1 of the fight.

Sonya's heart pounded in her chest as she stared down at Arisha, her stepdaughter's toned body glistening with sweat. The betrayal still seared her mind, knowing that only hours ago Arisha had shared a lustful encounter with Jeffry, their shared boyfriend. The revelation had sparked a fire of fury within Sonya, one that demanded satisfaction. "Foolish girl," Sonya growled, her large breasts heaving with each labored breath. "You think you can take what's mine?" Arisha smirked, her lean muscles rippling under the moonlight. "You're not the only one who can entice, stepmom." She cr*cked her knuckles, a challenge flashing in her eyes. "Let's see who comes out on top." Without warning, the two women clashed, their naked bodies slamming together. The power of the impact sent shockwaves through the air, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing across the training grounds. Sonya's powerful slap connected with Arisha's breast, the y*unger woman's body jolting backward. Arisha recovered quickly, her slender fingers pinching Sonya's sensitive nipples. The stepmom shrieked, her eyes blazing with a mix of p*in and rage. Arisha grinned wickedly, the humiliation only fueling her lust for victory. The battle raged on, each woman relentless in her smack. They traded bl*ws, their clits and breasts bearing the brunt of the conflict. Sonya's larger frame gave her an advantage, but Arisha's agility and cunning allowed her to dodge and counterattack. As the fight intensified, the sound of skin slapping and panting filled the night air. Sweat glistened on their skin, a testament to their unyielding determination. The scent of s*x and aggression hung heavy, a reminder of the primal nature driving them forward. In a burst of strength, Sonya seized Arisha's wrists, pinning her against the ground. With a swift motions, she positioned herself between the y*unger woman's legs, her gaze locked on the glistening folds of Arisha's p*ssy. "Time to put an end to your l*ttle games, Arisha," Sonya hissed, her fingers probing the sensitive flesh. Arisha's eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins. She knew she was outmatched, but the thrill of the contest kept her spirit unbroken. As Sonya's fingers delved deeper, Arisha met her thrust for thrust, their bodies rocking in a forbidden rhythm.

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