Just as the two church ladies were about to launch themselves at each other a fat naked man entered the pool and pushed the ladies apart he was the church deacon and the reason for this fight, both Ms. Coleman And Ms. Pauley had their hearts set on his heart and his 7 inch cock now swaying unclothed in front of the hot and bothered women. He told the two vixens to obey the rules agreed upon and reminded them if either wanted to quit now was the time, neither woman said a word he told both to stand a foot apart in the center of the pool and to take up the position.

At his command each lady leaned forward putting her chin upon the left shoulder of the other then looped their left arms across the other women's head grabbing a handful of hair and holding her opponent in place, once they'd settled into place the deacon stepped away and shouted " fight". At the command Ms. Coleman drew back her right fist and fired a punch up into Ms. Pauley's hanging left tit, the redhead gasped and replied with a punch straight into Ms. Coleman's dark furred mound causing the dark haired beauty to moan. And so it went two fifty something ladies standing toe to toe locked together In an empty pool underneath the setting sun trading blows to tits belly's and cunts, cameras posted at various angles captured the scene on dozens of monitors and the crowed in the seats could well hear the sounds of the combat below. For two minutes moans gasps and groans filled the air and the action started to slow the deacon called for a break and the two women separated and went to stools at opposite ends of the pool.

The first round had taken a toll on both ladies Ms. Coleman's tits had started to turn red and her chest heaved as she sucked in air at a rapid pace, Ms. Pauley's tits were bruised and she had a red mark on her rib cage she was breathing heavy as well but appeared better off then her foe. The ladies started the second round much like the first as fists hit breasts and bellies the first advantage went to Ms. Coleman when she sent her hand low and sent a couple of stiff fingers up into the redheads cunt, the cameras caught the eyes of Ms. Pauley going wide in shock when she was violated her moan echoed around the stands. Ms. Coleman's advantage lasted less than 90 seconds before she too was penetrated by three stiff fingers, she screamed in pain the cameras showed both women sweat streaming off their bodies in the heat of the dying sun arms taught wrist muscles straining as they each worked their fingers deep In the pussy of the other. By the time the second break was called both women were walking wrecks barely able to stumble to their stools cunts dripping blood tits covered in dark purple blotches chests heaving with great effort to supply air to abused spent bodies, it was clear to all watching this display of female combat that the third round would be the last one needed to settle this dispute.

When the deacon called for the start of the third round the two combatants looked like zombies, with grim determination they once more got into the standing locked position and waited for the call to start. At the call it was clear to one and all that one fighter was done and that this third round would be more of a slaughter than a competitive matchup, Ms. Coleman was done her punches lacked power her legs and belly quivered she breathed in gasping pants she was finished. Ms. Pauley ended it with a three punch combo the first into the solarplexis drove whatever air in her foes lungs out in a massive whoosh, the second went in low between the belly button and mound this one almost buckled the legs of Ms. Coleman but the redhead held up the sagging body of her foe the image on the monitors showed the dark haired fighter her face streaming tears hair matted with sweat draped on her victor legs splayed wide waiting for the end, and Ms. Pauley made her wait for just a moment bending her foe forward just a little her third and last blow landed right on the black haired vixens naval. On camera the punch hit and you could see the muscles give way the fist sinking in past the wrist, the effect was devastating bowls and bladder gave way piss and shit splattering the ground below vomit spewing down the redheads back as Ms. Coleman sank to her knees holding her guts in agony. Ms. Pauley grabbed her foes sopping wet hair and yanked her head down as her knee came up crushing the nose and knocking Ms. Coleman flat on her back out cold.

Ms. Pauley limped to the deacon and together they embraced as two attendants hauled the limp form of Ms. Coleman out of the pool and dragged her off towards the fuck pens for her week of servitude, Susan told her husband to meet her later as she hurried off to get in line to use the now broken bitch being dragged across the lawn to her fate, it was always better to get to them quickly it caused the newly broken more pain and for her more pleasure.