A drunken argument lead to a brawl, not out of the ordinary for Aurora once she exceeded the four beer safety limit.
She began abusing Cathy, who Aurora never liked, saying: "You don't know how to satisfy Marc, that's why he has two women..what's her name..Miss Big Tits...?"
Cathy, who cohabited with Marc and Paula, leapt to her feet, swinging at Aurora, who ducked.
The drunken female boxer countered with two shots to Cathy's mid-section and a follow-up to her face, sending the smaller girl sprawling on a picnic table, populated by other members of the Amazonia Boxing club who were consuming wine, beer, chicken and cheeseburgers.
The catfight went on for two more minutes, until Aurora seperated Cathy from her senses with a solid right. As she stood iover her unconscious victim, Aurora heard Marc's voice behind her.
"Hey bitch!"
A strong male hand pulled Aurora around, revealing a very angry Marc. The room exploded into darkness.
When she woke the next morning with a pounding hangover, Aurora learned that Cathy had been taken to the emergency room.
"Marc says he wants to settle matters with you at the Amazonia," Desiree, Aurora's friend, explained.
And that was how Aurora found herself in a boxing ring, facing Marc. Alone.
As she learned at the party, Marc could throw a very effective punch. Aurora also noted he was about twenty pounds heavier than her and that that weight was all muscle. She thought he looked pretty sexy, but any horniness Aurora felt couldn't distract her. Marc was still very angry.
Aurora had hoped that Cathy's release from the hospital with no permanent injury might have mellowed Marc, but that was not the case. The way he told Aurora he was going to "make you cry before I make you sleep" convinced the girl pugilist that a hospital bed was in her immediate future.
"Okay, Marc, okay!" Aurora tried to sound repentant and concilitory as she approached Marc. "You're gonna punch my lights out. And after what I did to Cathy, I don't blame you."
Aurorda stepped directly in front of Marc. "There's just one thing I want before you knock me out."
"What?" growled Marc.
Aurora flashed her best bedroom eyes. A jolt went through Marc.
"I always wanted to give you...you know..lip service.."
Not waiting for Marc, Aurora began kissing his chest, working down his body until she reached his crotch. "I'll never have this chance again!" Aurora pressed her lips to the erection already growing in his shorts. "Please?"
Marc started to work his trunks down, but Aurora gently took the waistband and drew the garment to Marc's feet.
Aurora let the massive penis rub against her face and then took it lovingly into her mouth. Instinctively, Marc's gloved hands pressed the back of her head.
"Oh yeah....you...know...!"
Aurora sucked lustily, transporting Marc to orgasm as quickly as she could. Marc yelled and gasped as he came in Aurora's throat.
Aurora pulled his trunks back up as March sagged against the turnbuckle.
"That was fucking incredible, sweetheart!" he said, gently rubbing the top of her head.
"You're welcome, Marc!" Aurora replied as she stood on her feet. She kissed him hard on the lips and slammed home a from-the-hip right upper cut.
Marc was out. He wavered on his feet, smiling at Aurora.
"Nighty-night, lover!" Aurora whispered as Marc plumetted to the canvas, face first, out cold.
Aurora walked out of the ring.
She began abusing Cathy, who Aurora never liked, saying: "You don't know how to satisfy Marc, that's why he has two women..what's her name..Miss Big Tits...?"
Cathy, who cohabited with Marc and Paula, leapt to her feet, swinging at Aurora, who ducked.
The drunken female boxer countered with two shots to Cathy's mid-section and a follow-up to her face, sending the smaller girl sprawling on a picnic table, populated by other members of the Amazonia Boxing club who were consuming wine, beer, chicken and cheeseburgers.
The catfight went on for two more minutes, until Aurora seperated Cathy from her senses with a solid right. As she stood iover her unconscious victim, Aurora heard Marc's voice behind her.
"Hey bitch!"
A strong male hand pulled Aurora around, revealing a very angry Marc. The room exploded into darkness.
When she woke the next morning with a pounding hangover, Aurora learned that Cathy had been taken to the emergency room.
"Marc says he wants to settle matters with you at the Amazonia," Desiree, Aurora's friend, explained.
And that was how Aurora found herself in a boxing ring, facing Marc. Alone.
As she learned at the party, Marc could throw a very effective punch. Aurora also noted he was about twenty pounds heavier than her and that that weight was all muscle. She thought he looked pretty sexy, but any horniness Aurora felt couldn't distract her. Marc was still very angry.
Aurora had hoped that Cathy's release from the hospital with no permanent injury might have mellowed Marc, but that was not the case. The way he told Aurora he was going to "make you cry before I make you sleep" convinced the girl pugilist that a hospital bed was in her immediate future.
"Okay, Marc, okay!" Aurora tried to sound repentant and concilitory as she approached Marc. "You're gonna punch my lights out. And after what I did to Cathy, I don't blame you."
Aurorda stepped directly in front of Marc. "There's just one thing I want before you knock me out."
"What?" growled Marc.
Aurora flashed her best bedroom eyes. A jolt went through Marc.
"I always wanted to give you...you know..lip service.."
Not waiting for Marc, Aurora began kissing his chest, working down his body until she reached his crotch. "I'll never have this chance again!" Aurora pressed her lips to the erection already growing in his shorts. "Please?"
Marc started to work his trunks down, but Aurora gently took the waistband and drew the garment to Marc's feet.
Aurora let the massive penis rub against her face and then took it lovingly into her mouth. Instinctively, Marc's gloved hands pressed the back of her head.
"Oh yeah....you...know...!"
Aurora sucked lustily, transporting Marc to orgasm as quickly as she could. Marc yelled and gasped as he came in Aurora's throat.
Aurora pulled his trunks back up as March sagged against the turnbuckle.
"That was fucking incredible, sweetheart!" he said, gently rubbing the top of her head.
"You're welcome, Marc!" Aurora replied as she stood on her feet. She kissed him hard on the lips and slammed home a from-the-hip right upper cut.
Marc was out. He wavered on his feet, smiling at Aurora.
"Nighty-night, lover!" Aurora whispered as Marc plumetted to the canvas, face first, out cold.
Aurora walked out of the ring.
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