?I?ll **** you up, ****!"? ? threatened my aunt.
?Slam the *****! Slam her!"? shouted Ion but, in that moment, big Olga powerfully head butted in reverse, fully getting my aunt in the nose.
A splash was heard and strong Mira took a step back, cupping her face with both hands. A wave of gluing blood spread through her fingers, eliciting wild cheers from Rurak?s servants who urged big Olga to go on.
The elder woman turned to face my aunt and, the next moment, she rushed in, pushing Mira towards the oven. My aunt sensed the peril and backpedaled, but her foe?s momentum was too great and she went on pushing strong Mira backwards, until her massive *** propped on the brim of the oven.
Opening wide her eyes, my aunt gave a wild scream, but heavier Olga kept her there, slowly bending her towards the oven.
?Fuuuuuck!"? ? yelled auntie.
?Get away from there! Get away!"? we began to shout as the heavier woman was steadily bending Mira over the oven. My aunt gave a wild shriek then and she readily eye gouged her foe, plunging her thumbs in Olga?s eyesockets and eliciting a hoarse rale from the redhead. Still screaming, Olga pulled back, rinsing her eyes while Mira jerked away from the oven, a thick line of burn running accross her ***, on the back of her skirt and stockings.
?I?ll damn kill you, scumbag!"? yelled my aunt and, clutching her fingers and eyes throwing flares, she rushed against big Olga, alternating heavy fists to the face. The elder woman retreated, blindly hitting back but there was nothing she could do to oppose my aunt?s fury. Soon, strong Mira got her foe by the mane with the left hand while pummelling her in the face with the other hand.
?Take that, ****... And that... and that!"? ? kept shouting my aunt each time she landed a blow home.
We urged her to go on, louder and louder and it?s then that Vasilescu and Rurak showed up. We all shut up and, for awhile, we could only hear the loud moans of the two women who kept hitting each other.
?Go on, just go on as if we were not here,"? said Vasilescu, softly.
By then, my aunt was driving big Olga towards the table. After some good punches to the face, she forced Olga?s *** against the brim of the table and she doubled her efforts to punch, steadily bending her foe over the table. Desperate, the elder woman punched back, alternating rights and lefts to the face, but it was clear that her blows were gradually loosing strength.
Suddenly, Mira grunted heavily, overwhelming Olga and forcing her flat on the table. The elder woman gave a loud sigh and, gathering her strength, she enwrapped my aunt?s waist between her thick legs. Strong Mira joined her fists above her head, ready to smash Olga in the face, but the redhead reached forth, sinking both hands in my aunt?s voluminous breasts.
Again, we began to encourage them. Mira smashed Olga in the face but the elder woman managed to push her and my aunt?s blow lost its momentum. Mira began to pummell the redhead in the breasts then, but the elder woman still had fight in her ? securing the scissors around Mira?s waist, she reached forth and she grabbed my aunt?s mane with her left hand, while plunging the right hand in her throat.
?I?ll crush your throat, *****!"? ? shouted big Olga, hardening the scissors and the choke.
For a brief moment, I saw strong Mira strain from head to toe, opposing the double squeeze. Olga realized my aunt?s distress and she pulled forth on her mane, adding more strength to the choke and, gosh, the redhead was that strong that she soon had my strong aunt gaze around as if seeking for help. Rurak?s servants felt my aunt?s disaray too and, the next moment, they began to cheer their favorite:
?Yeaaaaah, Olga! Crush her! Crush her! She can?t stand your legs, Olga! Go on!"?
?Hold on, sis?, hold on! You can beat ?er!"? screamed Lena at her turn.
?Go for her eyes, go for her eyes!"? ? advised Ion too.
By then, it became obvious that strong Mira breathed with growing difficulty as big Olga constantly pulled her head forth while concomitantly choking and scissoring her. Soon, my aunt briskly parted her legs, as she found it was harder and harder to stand.
?Auntie!"? ? I screamed form the bottom of my lungs but then, Olga?s sustainers began to encourage the redhead like mad. Strong Mira felt the vice crush her waist but she readily gathered herself and, once again, she went for Olga?s eyes. Her thumbs buried in her foe?s eye sockets and the redhead gave a wild yell, shaking her head and trying to hold on to the grips she had on the younger woman. However, the pain and the fear of losing her sight soon overwhelmed big Olga. Frustration and fear mingled in her loud scream as she set strong Mira free, hastily crawling backwards on the large table, putting a safe distance between her and my aunt.
?Go on, Mira!"? shouted Mihai. ?Don?t allow her to recover, damn her!"?
?C?mon, sis?, get her, get her!"? shouted Lena too.
We all began to cheer our superintendent as she grabbed Olga by the ankles, pulling her towards her. The heavy redhead struggled for all she was worth, flexing and extending her thick legs in fast pace, trying to break free. However, strong Mira hung on to Olga?s ankles, trying to pull her off the table and then, the redhead propped on her elbows, trying to kick my aunt.
This was a fatal mistake, as Olga lost her leverage. My strong aunt readily took advantage of it and, letting a coarse roar, as if she was a wood cleaver, she forcefully pulled the redhead towards her. Big Olga gave a gasp of surprise and she erected her trunk hastily. She clutched her hands to the brim of the table but my aunt stepped back and pulled her foe after her.
?Yeaaaaah! Good girl, Mira!"? we shouted as big Olga fell off the table, landing painfully on her ***. ?Bravo, bravooooo!"? we shouted again, when seeing the elder woman arch her back in pain, while my strong aunt still had a good grip on her ankles.
?**** you!"? shouted Olga coarselly. Overwhelming her pain, she began to throw herself about, twisting and pulling, but Mira kicked her repeatedly in the back of her thighs, eliciting loud shrieks of pain. My aunt was now aiming for the groin but big Olga twisted on her right side. My aunt took advantage of her foe?s dismay and she forcefully kicked her in the left flank.
?Aahh.... You... cuuuunt..."? ? screamed the redhead in sheer pain, quaking from head to toe.
However, she still had the reflex to roll away, getting on all fours. She was breathing in fast pace, her voluminous breasts dangling to and fro and blinking in fear. Sensing that my aunt was after her, she tried to get up but strong Mira got encircled her neck with both arms and pulled her backwards.
?Aaaah..."? ? screamed the elder woman in frustration.
Fuelled by our encouragements, my aunt forced big Olga on butts and she began to toss her head from side to side, in furious bursts, steadily wearing her out. The elder woman parted her thick thighs, propping on heels in a desperate attempt to resist. Suddenly, one of her breasts popped out of her bra, making my aunt?s sustainers yell like mad.
?You got her! Do her, hun! Do her!"? urged Ion.
Snarling, strong Mira kneeled behind Olga, reinforcing the neck lock and depriving the bigger woman of the much needed air. My aunt tossed her harder and harder and soon, the redhead began to gasp while her eyes rolled around, in terror, as she found no way to fight back. She briskly pushed on her heels, trying to throw strong Mira off her, but my aunt took advantage of Olga?s maneuver and forced her on the left flank, mounting her and securing the neck lock.
?****... you... bitch..."? hissed Olga, blinking in fast pace.