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"Oh it is on, bitch!" you snarl to yourself as you get up and yank her hair back as she dances.

Her seductive, cocky smile turns into a wide-eyed expression of shock, then quickly to a grimace of pain as she struggles to pull you off of her hair.the crowd falls silent at the sudden display, then starts going crazy as you tug hard, pulling her head back far. She eventually pulls your off of her head and glares at you with a look that manages to be both icy and fiery at the same time.

"Alright. You wanna go? Let's go!"

The raven-haired girl lunges at you, clawing at your head and trying to grab your hair. She manages to get a grip and pulls hard, but you gab and sink your nails into her breasts in response, at which she yells in pain. She lets go of your hair and tries to pull you off. When you don't let go, she grabs your breasts and squeezes hard. You both can only take so much before you have to retreat, but you rack your nails of each other's tits as you do so leaving long scratch marks. Her out fit is torn off and your tank top is ripped open, which only serves to fire up the crowd.

You both glare at each other holding your boobs in pain, waiting to see what the other will do. You've never seen anyone with more venom in their eyes than this prostitute you challenged really just because you could.

You are possessing:
Hot College Girl
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