Sue Ellen released her long enough to rip the hindering garment from her. Then she dove in again, scratching and biting as if her life depended on it-which it well may have, for Mona had found her other shoe arid was trying to use it as a bludgeon.
Suddenly Sue Ellen's hand slipped, she lost her support and rolled over on her back. Mona took advantage of her opportunity and straddled her, digging her heels into Sue Ellen's thighs.
Her n*****s still smarted terribly, and seeing that Sue Ellen had a bra which hooked in front, she braved a few blows to the face while' releasing her hand long enough to undo the bra.
It fell away, revealing the voluptuous, throbbing breasts, breasts which had known a thousand lips, a million kisses. They had suffered' through love bites, too-but not like the
