The go ahead is given as the two women come out of
their respective corners and lock up. Jennifer Lopez,
over powers Madhuri into the corner she originally
came from. Madhuri drops to her knees and grabs
Jennifer by her ankles and trips her onto her
lusciously famous ass. Madhuri sits on Jennifer’s
stomach and tears off her bikini top and tosses it
aside and begins pinching Jennifer’s nipples. Madhuri
then hair hauls Jennifer to her feet and knees her in
the stomach before throwing her into the couch.
Madhuri charges Jennifer on the couch and leaps in the
air to land on her.
But Jennifer is prepared as she
sticks her leg up meeting Madhuri’s unprotected pussy
as her legs were spread. Madhuri ricocheted off of
Jennifer’s leg onto the floor holding her aching cunt
moaning. Jennifer gets up and sits on the crying
Indian’s stomach and tears off her bikini top and
throws it aside. Jennifer grabs each of Madhuri’s big
plump breasts in her hands and squeezes while twisting
bringing out high pitched cries of pain from Madhuri.
“Please don’t hurt my tits Jennifer!!!!” cries
Jennifer rolls the sobbing Indian cutie onto her
stomach and sits on her back and begins spanking
Madhuri’s large but firm ass until it is beat red.
Madhuri now is a sobbing mess as her make up smears,
desperately begging Jennifer to stop. Jennifer does
stop only to grab the back of Madhuri’s bikini bottoms
and yank them up high into Madhuri’s ass and pussy
crevices bringing out even louder screams from the
Indian beauty. While she does that with her right
hand, her left hand pulls on Madhuri’s long black
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!” cries Madhuri .”I’m
begging you please stop!!!! You are hurting me!!!!!”
Jennifer rolls Madhuri back onto her back and sits on
her chest and bounces up and down on Madhuri’s large
tits flattening them. She resumes her wedgie assault
on Madhuri’s front now pulling up high enough so the
folds of Madhuri’s hairy pussy lips pop into view.
“Hmm, much to bushy,” says Jennifer looking at
Madhuri’s hairy snatch that has appeared through the
side of the high hiked bikini briefs. “Looks like
you’re going to need a trim.”
“No Jennifer please no!!!!!” cries Madhuri
Jennifer had yanked out a clump of pubic hair and let
it trickle onto Madhuri’s pretty face.
Jennifer grabs Madhuri by the hair and whips her onto
the table, the force almost sends Madhuri flying off
of the other side. Jennifer grabs Madhuri by her 36Cs
like handles and slams her up and down on the table by
them. Jennifer throws Madhuri into the wall, Madhuri
slowly sinks down the wall leaving a sweaty trail
behind on the wall. Both girls are drenched in sweat,
especially Madhuri who is getting dominated. Her long
black hair drenched sticking to her awesome tits.
Madhuri is seated in a daze moaning.
Jennifer slowly peels Madhuri’s sweaty bikini bottoms
out of the crevices, having some trouble due to them
sticking to Madhuri’s very sweaty pussy. Jennifer
finally pulls them down and off leaving Madhuri nude.
“I had heard that Indian pussy smells like tacos, lets
see,” says Jennifer as she holds Madhuri’s briefs up
to her nose and sniffs.
“I guess I heard wrong, it just smells like fish!”
says Jennifer throwing the bikini bottoms in Madhuri’s
face ………..forcing Madhuri to smell herself.
Madhuri is lifted off of the floor by her tits and
then lifted into the air by them. Jennifer slams poor
Madhuri three times crotch first onto her bony knee.
Madhuri falls to the floor crying holding her
“Well I’ll put an end to your misery,” says Jennifer
as she pulls down her own bikini bottoms and face sits
Madhuri soon passes out. Jennifer gets up off of the
outcold Indian and yanks out another handful of pubic
hair and stuffs it in Madhuri’s mouth.
Jennifer drags Madhuri to one of the wooden chairs and
picks Madhuri’s unconscious form up and drapes her
legs over the top of the chair so that Madhuri is
positioned upside down over the chair. Jennifer takes
both her and Madhuri’s bikini tops and ties Madhuri’s
limbs to the chair. Madhuri’s legs are spread as
Jennifer grabs Madhuri’s bikini briefs and rubs them
all around and inside Madhuri’s pussy.
“Here have a good taste of yourself!” says Jennifer
taking the briefs and stuffing them in Madhuri’s mouth
Jennifer pushes the chair with Madhuri’s nude
unconscious body tied to it into the lobby for the
general public to see.