After I had been so humiliated by Larissa, I wanted first of all to have a rest, Actually, I did not want to continue. But if I had stopped we would all have got less money. Inez did not need her fee so much, she loves catfights, as indeed I do really! Unfortunately Larissa, and I too, needed our fees and so we had to carry on! But first I had to have a break.


We already had 6 fights behind us, nearly 30 degrees (86 degrees Fahrenheit) in the room and then catsuits on top of that? Is my ex crazy? That is what Inez was probably thinking too. You can see it perfectly well in Inez's face, it speaks volumes! Inez fought brilliantly, but somehow that bitch Larissa kept managing to shove herself into the forefront, or rather, to shove her pussy!


And if she could not show her own pussy to my ex, she made sure that Inez had to show hers, well and truly! I will not let that happen to me!


Although Larissa too was already exhausted, she still smiled every now and again. This was certainly not meant for her sister Inez, especially when she tried to press her pussy lips onto Inez's mouth. It looked more as if she wanted to say: "Is this what you wanted?" - How was I to cap that?

My good mood then dissipated when it was announced that: "We'll carry on immediately", this time with Larissa. But, surprisingly, the first 60 seconds proved to be quite harmless. Larissa patted me between my legs and I gently pulled her ass cheeks apart, but when she then climbed onto me and wanted to ride me I pulled her down by her hair - a big mistake!


She held me and spread my legs. It didn't help either that I played with her cunt! That's how I would have liked to "present" her! And worse was to come!


What is she trying to tell my ex? Perhaps: "Huh, would you really want to fuck such a loser?" I only became really annoyed when she pressed her cheek against mine. I needed to turn my head only a little bit to the left and we would have kissed, the bitch!


From then on it got harder, but not faster. We were both too tired for that, thank goodness, and just carried on hair-pulling, humiliating each other, pinching tits...


...while still standing. Then Larissa tries something different: she yanks my leg high up and tries to throw me over. I'm not happy. Even pulling her ass cheeks apart and fingering her pussy isn't fun any more. Whatever I do she just grins and my ex looks pleased. I'd better stop now!


However, we fall back onto the floor, she holds me tight again. I want to give up when I hear my ex ordering: "Larissa, I want to see your pussy too!" You can see what happened then. I wanted to free myself and had to spread my legs, but she didn't have to. Steffi filmed our pussies and my ex our faces, mine wet with sweat and red with exertion, and on hers only a grin. I really wish I had given up!


Even the fact that I managed to get out of Larissa's clutches again didn't make things easier. Giving up was the worst part. I leaned back against the wall, she came at me and spread my arms. She pressed her body against mine and I felt her breasts rubbing against mine! Then came her head, with her mouth quite close to mine, and I thought she wanted to kiss me, but she just hissed: "Will you give up now?" - and we both knew that she didn't mean only the fight! - that insolent superior grin, I DON'T WANT TO ANY MORE!