Buzzzzzzzzz.." the low buzzing noise caught the girls' attention immediately. It was Cat's alarm watch. "Perfect timing," she said with a smile. "The last fight just ended and we need to go. You two ready for some real fun? How about a drink? I know a VERY special place!"

They slipped out a side door into a long dark hall. In a few minutes, they were at a classy nightclub where a unique looking old geezer at the door flashed Cat a sly grin as he looked her two beautiful guests over inch-by-inch. He gave them a wink and opened the door, shouting at them as they walked in, "Remember, enter at your own risk! ANYTHING GOES."

"I swear I know that guy from somewhere," Charlize thought. "He was on the plane when I got on. That's strange."

It was some place all right. Classy, a bit old-fashioned maybe but classy. Cat seemed very excited as a beautiful blonde sat them at a table in the dimly lit back of the room. Soft jazz filled the room and several beautiful women graced the room their presence, Two tall busty beautiful women; a blonde and a brunette, sat at a table up front, obviously angry at each other for they spoke in low, threatening tones. At the bar next to them, a classic blonde beauty was in a snit with a tall, drop-dead-gorgeous busty black woman. Across the room, a lovely brunette was chatting up the piano player while just a few feet away two more lovely women were in a heated argument. At Cat's suggestion, they all ordered the "special" drink which tasted delicious, sweet just like the "strange fruit." It was hard NOT to guzzle the stuff and soon they were all feeling very, very good. But voices in the club grew louder and they could feel the tension. Cat suddenly stood up; took her jacket off and hung it on theh back of her chair.

"The action's gonna' start soon and this time I'm gonna get mine!" she said, her voice full of eager anticipation.

Charlize looked at her guide again, she was beautiful with dark eyes; her skin-tight white blouse displaying her big beautiful breasts deliciously. Cat's nipples, already erect with excitement, poked out of her blouse and bra. She looked every inch a goddess in the flicker of candlelight. Charlize felt warm...warmer...hot...sizzling!

"You stupid blonde bitch! Here, have a drink on me!" an angry voice boomed. "AUGGGGGH!" The girls looked up to see Angie Dickinson had let out the yell when Pam Grier threw her drink, drenching her; soaking her hair, face and the front of her dress. The busty blonde looked good, no GREAT! Like just out of a "Policewoman" episode. Pam was wearing a long, slinky, blue gown; Coffy come-to-life. WHAP! Angie delivered a hard backhand to Pam's face that sent her reeling back; the empty glass shattering on the bar. Pam lunged back at Angie, burying her fingers in her gorgeous blonde hair. Angie returned the favor and the fight was on! They pulled each other around the bar by the hair but as they struggled Angie's full breasts almost exploded out of the front of her low-cut dress. She screamed as Pam began to slap, her slaps were hard and kept the busty blonde reeling like a drunken streetwalker.

"NO!" Angie screamed just a second after Pam grabbed the front of her dress and pulled it open; exposing her beautiful breasts in a plunging beige lace bra. Pam grabbed Angie's wrists as she wrestled her backward over a small table. Angie's beautiful leg muscles strained into high definition as she kicked wildly, one heel flying off as she struggled. But Pam pinned her down, crushing her huge breasts onto Angie's chest and overwhelming Angie's impressive bosom.

"WOW! Is that Pam stacked - or what?" Charlize gasped as she quickly threw back another fruit drink.

"Get her...get up Angie!" someone yelled and Angie reached up and slammed her fist into the side of Pam's face.

She grabbed a handful of dark hair, threw another punch; a hard push, a quick roll and Angie was up again! The two women faced each other, circling carefully. Pam swung and Angie ducked, came in low with her head to Pam's stomach. The impact threw Pam off balance and she slammed her back against the bar. "UGHHHHH!" Pam grunted as she hit the bar hard, her head whiplashing back. Angie grabbed the front of Pam's gown with a loud shout and RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPP! A pleased gasp echoed through the club as Pam's huge, black, beautiful breasts bounced free, her thick dark nipples stiff and 'en pointe' instantly.

Angie moved in for the kill. A long, sexy leg snapped up and exploded with a heart-stopping SNACK! The blonde stopped in her tracks, her eyes filling with tears and her hands cupped her wounded womanhood as she slowly dropped to her knees and rolled over on her side. Pam leaped on the fallen blonde and Angie uttered a strangled cry of "nooooo!" Futilely, desperately, Angie struggled to keep a determined, angry, beautiful Pam from reaching her intended goal. Angie failed - big time!

Pam stripped the gorgeous blonde, tearing her dress to bits, ripping off her bra and leaving her in nothing but a very sexy pair of expensive pantyhose. A hard punch to the jaw sent the blonde sailing backward over a table. She rolled off the far side and dropped to the floor where she lay unmoving; unconscious. Pam turned to the happy cheering spectators, gave her magnificent chest a shake and went back to the bar where she ordered a drink. She made no move to close or adjust her, she just left her magnificent mammaries out there on display as the bartender couldn't keep his eyes off her chest as he poured her drink - and kept right on pouring, letting the booze overfill her glass and run out onto the bar.

The jazz stopped and soft piano music filled the room; a lovely female voice started singing. It was nice; peaceful; too peacef....!"

"It's your fault," an angry voice screamed. "All YOUR fault! You're the stupidest, dumbest....a big, plastic, blonde idiot!" The voice was full of anger; rage exploded; glasses and drinks flew everywhere as two women leaped to their feet, knocking over the small table between them.

"I'll kill you!" the blonde screamed as she grabbed two handfuls of her rivals long dark hair. The women were once "Partners" but now were fierce enemies. Loni Anderson couldn't wait to destroy Lynda Carter.

"I'm for Loni!" Charlize chirped, her 'any blonde is great' mentality kicking in without hesitation.

"You're always for the blonde," the Asian sneered, reaching over to run her hand up between Charlize's legs. "Just checking!"

"Well, Loni isn't a real blonde, but she's going to lose anyway," Cat chuckled.

"Well, then, I'll just be for the winner, Lynda Carter!" Charlize laughed, making a mou with her lips as she 'air kissed' Cat.

"She ain't gonna win either!" Cat said with a mischievous grin.

"And just HOW do you know that?" Charlize asked, confused again as she so often seemed to be.

"Just watch - and enjoy!" Cat said. "OW! I bet that hurt!"

Lynda's blouse was already in shreds when Loni smashed her fist up under Lynda's left breast. The uppercut propelled the boob almost all the way out of its lace cup, leaving it bulging over the top with the nipple exposed. Loni tackled Lynda and the two went rolling on the floor, their short skirts almost up to their waists. By the time they stopped rolling, both had lost most of their tops and Loni's black lace bra was rapidly sliding south; both shoulder straps broken thanks to Lynda. Loni's beautiful tan, muscular legs were scissoring Lynda's waist and the busty brunette's huge breasts bulged dangerously in her bra as Loni's fingers reached for ther bra clasp.

"Maybe we'll get to see "Wonder Woman's wonders," Charlize giggled to Cat. "What? Where?"

"THERE she goes! Wow, look at her move!" the Asian said, slapping Charlize's thigh with delight as they watched Cat bolt out of her seat to charge toward the two women.

"Noooooo! OWWWWWWW!" Loni screamed as Cat grabbed her by the hair, pulled her off Lynda and jerked her to her feet.

"Take this you bleached bitch!" Cat shouted as she landed an uppercut to the blondes chin sending her flying. She grabbed Lynda's hair, gave her three hard slaps; backhand, forehand, backhand. Then grabbing her bra straps she pulled her close. The bra almost broke and Lynda's face registered fear - and anger. Cat whispered something, gave her a hard slap - then tore her bra off. Lynda screamed, dropped her hands to cover her breasts and took off running for the door with her big boobs bouncing wildly.

"Wow, that was weird!" Charlize said, "Oh, boy, look, its Loni's turn!"

WHAM! "AUGGHHH!" but it was Cat who screamed in agony!

Loni had crept up behind her, locked her hands in a huge double fist, wound up and slammed the double knuckle hammer down on the unsuspecting brunette's lower back. Loni hooked a leg around Cat's and sent her sprawling to the floor. She bounced once on her tremendous breasts and before she bounced again, Loni landed on the lovely brunette's back. Loni grabbed the back of Cat's blouse and....RIPPPPPPP! Cat was stripped down to a luscious, but sturdy looking, white lace bra.

"You're all mine now, honey buns!" Loni whispering in Cat's ear as she reached around and gave Cat's nice ass a squeeze to emphasize the word 'BUNS'.

Cat's hand shot up, her fingers getting a handful of Loni's platinum blonde hair and WHUMPPP! Loni landed on her back with a thud! Two solid punches to Loni's stomach followed by a devastating knee to the ribs and Cat was on her feet waiting for the groaning blonde to rise. As Loni slowly got to her hands and knees, her huge breasts hung down, bulging in her bra.

"Let me help you up bitch!" Cat sneered, grabbing a handful of platinum hair. A hard pull upward and the brunette slid an arm around Loni's throat, yanked her head back and forced the blondes chest to arch out. Her bra was barely able to contain her big breasts.

"Loni, honey, You're kind of hangin' out!" Cat taunted at the top of her lungs; giggles rippled throughout the club.

"Mmmpphhhhh!" Loni's reply was muffled by Cat's hand clamped on her mouth.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with fear as Cat queried, "Anybody wanna see 'em?"

"Yes!" "Yeah!" (whistle, whistle) "Do it babe!" came a chorus of affirmation.

Cat grabbed the front of the squirming blondes bra, gave a slow tug, then a hard yank. Loni's big beautiful breasts shot out, their confinement history as they took center stage. Still holding Loni in one hand, Cat gave each breast a good, long, squeeze with her other hand and smiled as she felt the shiver of arousal run through Loni's taut body. Suddenly, Cat spun Loni around and delivered a series of staccato slaps to her face and then her gorgeous breasts. A punch to Loni's famous glass jaw dropped her in a lovely heap at Cat's feet. Cat flashed a victorious smile at the girls and winked at Charlize.

"That was sooooo hot," Charlize gasped as she hugged Cat and smiled into her beaming face.

But suddenly, Cat's face changed from joy to consternation, then anticipation as a collective gasp echoed through the club.

"What the heck?" someone yelled. "It's...who is it? Yeah, it's WONDER WOMAN!"

Sure enough, there she was in all her busty, sexy, glory - Lynda Carter in her 'Wonder Woman' red, white and blue costume. She headed straight for Cat as the club fell silent; a pure, intense silence. Cat, in her modest skirt and sexy bra stepped out to face her opponent. She smiled, motioned for Lynda to come forward. Lynda move to within a few feet as, behind Cat, several people moved the small tables and chairs out of the way to form an arena. Charlize and her Asian girlfriend were bug-eyed; they couldn't have dreamed this scenario up in a million years. Oh, sure, they'd been told thi was a special club where law and order babes meet to settle their differences. Cops, detectives, spies...but Holy Superheroines Batman, this was all waaaaaay too much. And it was about to get 'too much more!'

As Cat and Lynda (Wonder Woman) circled, most eyes were on them and few, if any, were aware of the beautiful black woman who entered.

"My name is FOXY...FOXY BROWN! Does anybody have my "COFFY" ready for me?"

Pam Grier snapped to attention so fast, the bartender almost fell off his stool. In a flash, she refastened her gown, turned and moved out to face her beautiful new opponent. The two most beautiful black women in the world SHOULD have been friends; but their beauty, their temper - and their jealousy - had made them rivals instead. Pam moved toward her lovely opponent, Halle "Foxy Brown" Berry. Pam studied her gorgeous opponent; Halle wore a short skirt, a tighter-than-tight top and heels. Perfect face, perfect body, perfectly in shape.

Halle snarled, "I'm gonna kick your beautiful butt Pam. Then I'm gonna have creamed COFFY for breakfast!"

Two lovely women lunged almost simultaneously; Lynda lunged fast, but Cat sidestepped, tripped her and sent her sprawling on her chest with a heart-rending SQUEEEEL of raw flesh on hardwood. Lynda screamed but she shot a leg out, tripped Cat and down she went. In a flash the two were back to their feet, exchanging punches. That Wonder Woman costume must have imparted super powers because, like Cat's most of Lynda's blows were landing - and some with telling effect!

Halle went low and came in fast. The crowd heard Pam gasp as Halle took her to the floor with a loud THUMP! They pulled hair, slapped, punched, scratched and all the while cussing like sailors. Halle felt Pam tearing at her top and in no time she was topless but Pam's satin gown was slipper, hard to rip, so Halle had to play a different game. She much preferred to box anyway, rather than catfight which Pam was expert at. Pam's fingers found and attacked Halle's beautiful breasts and nipples tenaciously and she immediately got Halle's full attention.

"Stop! Stop...it...leggo...of my booOOOOoobs," Halle wailed.

She finally landed a hard punch to Pam's chin - hard enough to stun her long enough for Halle to break free and get to her feet. As Pam rose, she was met by Halle's fists of fury. She peppered lovely Pam with punches to belly, ribs, face and OH YES....those lovely big breasts! Pam's breasts bounced wildly with every impact and soon the busty beauty was reeling, staggering, gasping for breath. That's when Halle was able to get a good grip on the front of Pam's gown and RIIIIIIIIIP! The bartender could smile again...as did Halle as she latched on to Pam's huge breasts, squeezing and twisting.

"AIEEEE! OWWWWW! OH, Leggo...please!" Pam screamed, her hands on Halle's wrists trying to pry her hands away.

But Halle had the upper hand now and she pounded a knee into Pam's groin - several times. As Pam sobbed and dropped to her hands and knees, Halle jumped on her back, wrapped her long, sexy legs around her waist, locked her ankles and and wrestled her down with a perfect body scissors. Halle leaned back on her elbows, her beautiful thigh, leg and calf muscles flexing. As she squeezed, Pam's huge breasts heaved as she sucked air. Halle moved up, leaned forward and reaching around to capture her rivals huge breasts with both hands. Giving them a painfully firm squeeze, Halle pinched Pam's thick nipples firmly, twisting her wrists to stretch the rubbery flesh.

"Looks like I will get COFFY for breakfast!" Halle sneered in Pam's ear. "Say goodnight to everybody!" she ordered as she wrapped her arms around Pam and executed a perfect sleeper....Pam struggled briefly, then darkness closed in and her body went limp in Halle's embrace.

Sleep was the last thing on Lynda's mind. She was getting winded and Cat knew it! Cat was dancing; Lynda was barely moving. Cat easily ducked Lynda's punches and hammered home blows to Lynda's stomach and face. As Cat punched away, she enjoyed seeing Lynda's breasts bulge further and further out of her top. Cat knew it was time to have some fun! She blocked Lynda's next punch and slammed a hard blow in deep, just below Lynda's naval. The brunette gasped and Cat grabbed her hair, jerked her off balance and pulled her head down just as her knee came up and slammed into Lynda's chin. POW! With a vicious hair pull, Cat dragged Lynda round and round the room, then stopped and wrapped her up from behind, clamping her arms around Lynda's chest just below her big breasts.

"UGHHHH-OHHHH!" Lynda moaned.

Cat's back rippled and her biceps bulged from the crushing pressure she was exerting on the busty 'Wonder Woman'. Cat leaned back and lifted Lynda's feet off the floor, her huge breasts bulging further out of her top with each jolt or shake until her areola were exposed. More squeezing; more shaking and Lynda's face was getting red, then turning pale as she struggled gasped for air. As she held Lynda in the devastating squeeze, Cat hooked her thumbs in the front of Lynda's suit. Giving a final squeeze, Cat pulled with her thumbs and Lynda's top was jerked down to her waist! Her huge breasts bounced free as Cat released the hold; Lynda's legs wobbled like rubber as she slumped back into Cat's chest; her arms limp at her sides.

Grinning, Cat reached around and cupped her hands under Lynda's huge breasts, lifting and squeezing them as she teased the nipples to full erection. Cat picked Lynda up and carried her to a big table and laid her on her back, her long legs hanging over the edge, swaying freely. Reaching up, Cat grabbed the bodice of Lynda's uniform which was below her bare breasts and, with one mighty tug, whipped it down and off - peeling the uniform from the limp brunette's body like peeling a banana. Only a pair of red panties remained and, with a devilish leer, Cat tugged at those, exposing her lush, dark bush briefly; then she stopped.

"Nah! Better leave some "wonder" in our Wonder Woman," Cat chuckled. The crowd cheered as Cat flashed the victory sign and looked at Charlize who was smiling, but with a puzzled expression on her face. Cat winked as she walked over to Loni who was still out. With a few rapid, well-practiced yanks, the blondes skirt and panties were history.

"See," Cat yelled to Charlize as she pointed at Loni with a dramatic wave of her arm. "She's NOT blonde!"

Cat rejoined her friends, smiling proudly as she sat down just as a pretty waitress arrived with another round of delicious fruit drink. Things quieted down; the piano music and beautiful singing started again as the women drank, laughed and talked about the fights they'd seen. Charlize couldn't stop her eyes from wandering back time and again to Cat's lovely full, beautiful breasts as they rose and fell with her rapid breathing, barely covered in her sheer bra.

"Hey, lady you can't sing! Go sit down; you're annoying me!" said someone, heckling the beautiful brunette singer. The girls looked up to see Mitzi Kapture; sitting in the back and obviously drunk. Stephanie Kramer finished her song and most patrons clapped except Mitzi and two beautiful women who were too busy arguing and trading threats and insults to pay attention to Stephanie's act. They were sitting in the shadows and Charlize stared intently before muttering, "Are they who I think?"

"If you think it's Sophie Marceau and Famke what's 'er name...oh yeah, smart-ass Janssen," Cat said with a giggle, "Then you're right." Cat stared at them a while, then said wistfully, "God, I hope Sophie scratches sweet Famke's catty eyes out!"

"That'd be fun," Charlize said, clapping like a teenager. "Who do you think'd be stripped first?"

Both Sophie and Famke were wearing mini-skirts, designer silk blouses and stilettos. A hot, lustful mental image flashed thru Charlize's mind as she imagined their all-out catfight, tearing off each others clothes. "Is anybody hot," she asked, fanning herself with a napkin. "Isn't it getting hot in here?" She reached for one of the drinks that had just arrived.

"Hey you three bimbos, keep it down!" the same voice sounded angry.

"You two keep your comments to yourself!" Cat shot back and Charlize and her Asian girlfriend joined in the verbal volleying with two beautiful women at the table next to them. Charlize straight into the blondes eyes, snarled and flipped her the bird. She'd love to tear into Darlene Vogel herself and Darlene's partner Paula Trickey was already staring daggers at the Asian. Cat couldn't help herself and flashed the two TV bicycle cops a mischievous grin.

"Wouldn't take much to whip two cops' butts tonight," Cat said loud enough for the two actresses to hear.

"Hey Steph, you can't sing, give it up!" Mitzi Kapture yelled to Stephanie Kramer as she moved within a few feet of the small stage.

Stephanie's face flushed as she slammed down her mike and leaped off the stage onto Mitzi, catching her by the hair and bearing her to the floor. Mitzi screamed as they rolled over and over pulling hair and screaming, their short skirts up to their waists as their legs flashed. Cat, Charlize and her Asian girlfriend were so preoccupied they didn't see Sophie when sheh threw a drink in Famke's face. Famke responded with a hard punch that knocked Sophie backward out of her chair onto the floor. Famke dove over the up-turned chair, landing on top of Sophie straddling her waist. Famke backhanded Sophie and tore her blouse open, her fingers working furiously on her sheer bra until the French tarts full breasts were at the mercy of her twisting, pinching fingers.

"Move closer," Charlize said breathlessly, but her two companions had already moved over to watch Mitzi and Stephanie who had by now had each shredded the others blouse. Mitzi's see-through bra displayed a pair of small, luscious breasts capped with hard nipples, giving Stephanie a good target - er, two targets! The older Stephanie was already getting short of breath and moving slower than Mitzi.

"I'm gonna really make you sing, Stephie baby," Mitzi growled as she slammed a fist to her jaw, then another to the brunettes belly. As Stephanie went down, Mitzi's long sexy legs wrapped around her busty opponent, tightened and squeezed, slow and hard. Mitzi's moves were fast, her hands skillful, as she rasped, "Let's see your tits" in Stephanie's ear as her fingers hooked the brunettes bra under the cups and jerked up, ripping the cups off to expose a large pair of struggling brunette breasts!

"Don't please...No! Stop it! OWWWWW! Uuhhhhhh! AIEEEEE!" Stephanie moaned, groaned, pleaded, screamed, shrieked and...oh yes, she hit a whole new range of high notes as Mitzi squeezed, twisted, pulled her breasts, giving Stephanie's hard thick nipples special attention.

Cat's full attention was on the sight of Mitzi attacking Stephanie because she'd always thought Stephanie was soooo beautiful and the sight of her breasts getting this kind of attention aroused the feline Cat. She knew Sophie and Famke were putting on a good show too, but she didn't care for she only had eyes for Stephanie's breasts. Unlike Cat, Charlize and her Asian girlfriend were thoroughly enjoying Famke and Sophie; both Europeans were fantastic catfighters and the two ex-Bond girls seemed intent on a classic catfight with plenty of nasty dirty little tactics as they tore each others sexy clothes to shreds. Bit by bit, delighting in the sound of fabric ripping; their fingers attacked each others breasts with a vengeance, twisting and pulling the others erect nipples. Sophie had soon gained control of Famke, putting her in a leg scissors and twisting her arm with one hand while her other hand was free to twist and tug Famke's exposed nipple tenaciously. Famke's panties had been severely shredded and the more she squirmed, the more she showed! It was quite an exotic erotic sight, even in the dim light and Charlize's Asian girlfriend moved in to get a closer look. With both Cat and the Asian intent on the fights, neither saw that Charlize was in danger!

As Charlize watched the action in open-mouthed awe, one hand rubbed her erect nipple and the other explored down the front of her skirt, she was totally oblivious to Darlene Vogel who slipped quietly up behind her, clamped her hand over her mouth and dragged her back to her table where Paula Trickey began to molest the gorgeous, squirming, wide-eyed blonde. Paula cupped Charlize's firm breasts, squeezing through her blouse. Charlize wriggled in Darlene's powerful grasp, her legs thrashing, so Paula punched her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her and ending her brief resistance. Then Paula ripped open Charlize's blouse and ran her hands roughly over her perky breasts; pinching the erect nipples through her sheer bra.

"You like this, huh bitch?" she whispered as she pressed her knee hard on Charlize's pubic mound and felt moisture.

Charlize's eyes were filled with fear as she squirmed, wondering when, or if, her friends would miss her and come to help? Paula reached around behind the blonde and unsnapped her bra, then slowly slid them around until she was squeezing both of Charlize pleasure mounds, slowly, firmly, erotically.

"Uumphmmmmm," Charlize moaned as Paula began to work her nipples, displaying a well-practiced technique.

"Hi, ladies!" the voice was barely a whisper; no time to respond. WHAM! A fist slammed into Paula just below her ribs, then her scalp erupted in pain as her lovely hair was pulled back sharply.

"UGHHHHH!" Paula moaned, gasping as a hammer fist sunk deep into her stomach.

Charlize stomped down on Darlene's instep and the yelping blonde released her. Charlize spun, stepped back and ducked a punch; then delivered one of her own - a straight right, low and deep to Darlene's unprotected stomach! She staggered, gasping for breath.

"By the way, thanks!" Charlize gasped to her Asian girlfriend who'd rescued her; smiling as she watched Paula's blouse pulled off.

"OWWWWWW!" But this was Charlize yelping; she forgot to duck as Darlene's fist smashed her ribs. SLAP! "UHHHHH!" Charlize felt like a brick hit the side of her head. Dazed, she tumbled back and landed on top of a table. Strong arms pushed her down - so hard she couldn't get a breath as a pair of massive breasts covered her own completely with plenty more left over!

"Help," she gasped. "Those boobs...huge...crushing....me! UGGGH! Get OFF... cow!" Charlize groaned as Darlene pinned her to the table, crushing her massive breasts into hers and yanking her blonde hair.

Charlize swung her long beautiful legs up and wrapped them around Darlene, hoping to scissor her but the busty blonde cop was furious and she had big, bad intentions for lovely Charlize who was gasping for air as she kicked and squirmed futilely. Suddenly, Charlize's agonized face turned to a big smile as she looked up into Cat's eyes hovering behind the unsuspecting Darlene's shoulder. WHAM! WHAM! Two hard blows smashed into the lovely cops back and neck; strong fingers dug into Darlene's lovely hair... "AUGGGGHHHHH!" She half yelled, half-groaned as she was pulled back off her pretty victim. Darlene let out an unladylike bellow when Cat's fist slammed deep into her belly.

"She DOES sound like a cow," Charlize thought as she pushed herself, pulled off her torn bra and tossed it away.

The hot action was making her horny - the catfight stuff combined with a half-dozen fruit drinks! She turned to see her beautiful Asian girlfriend working over lovely Paula who was in trouble-times-three.

Mitzi Kapture, who had just 'finished off' Stephanie and Sophie Marceau who was getting up off of a 'well done' Famke, both decided to help out!

"NO!" SLAP "STOP!" SLAP "PLEASE!" SLAP "HELP!" SLAP!"

All three women, Mitzi, Sophie and the Asian, were slapping Paula around, pushing the beautiful bike cop back and forth between them. While one was slapping or pushing, the others tore at her clothes, slowly and deliberately stripping her. The lovely Asian tore off the last of Paula's blouse and slapped her hard enough that she careened over to Mitzi. She caught Paula by the hair, unsnapped her bra, then slapped her hard knocking her to Sophie. She slapped that beautiful face as she pulled Paula's bra the rest of the way off. As if on cue, all three closed in and as Mitzi held Paula by the hair, Sophie grabbed her waist while the Asian went low at her legs.

"NO....HELP...Please let me go!" the beautiful, now half-naked law officer screamed as she was lifted up and thrown on her back on a small table. She kicked, writhed, squirmed and struggled as her three attackers went to work; Mitzi on her beautiful full breasts; squeezing, twisting, slapping; pinching and pulling the rock-hard erect nipples; the Asian on her stomach with a devilish "claw" digging into Paula's smooth, tight abs and Sophie on her skirt, stripping it away then starting in on her pantyhose. "We're gonna strip you naked, hon!"

Charlize was beside herself, full of glee and deep erotic catfight lust; yet torn between watching the three-way and watching Cat working over Darlene. Cat, that tall, beautiful, perfectly built, sensuous brunette warrior! Charlize had to see her rescuer in action-maybe even help!

"ARGHHH! UMPHHHH! OHHHHHHH!" Lovely, busty, and almost naked, blonde Darlene moaned with each punch and slap from Cat who worked the blondes body with calculated - erotic - precision. A slap or punch to her pretty face, a knee to the crotch, a blow to the ribs, a punch to the stomach. The blows to the blonde's breasts and face were just hard enough to really sting, but not damage her lush body. Cat was incredibly turned on knowing Charlize was watching her, and that Darlene was out as far as putting up a real fight or resisting. The lovely Cat switched tactics, going for the sensuous, erotic fun part of the battle.

"OUCH! OW...OW...OW!!!" A light punch up under the bottom of her breasts, knocking them upward; watching the delightful bounce and a jiggle as the settled back in postion; three stinging slaps as Cat's open hands whipped across the tips of Darlene's stiff nipples. A headbutt snapping her upper body back, then a quick lunge for two handfuls of blondie's big boobs followed by a slow, slow squeezing!

Charlize moaned as she fingered herself watching Cat's performance in the erotic, one-sided battle.

"Hey, Charlize, CATCH!" Cat yelled as she caught the dazed, wobbly Darlene in an erotic hold, spun her around and threw her at Charlize. She instinctively caught the dizzy, reeling blonde; her arms wrapping around Darlene's waist to hold her up. Cat smiled as she saw Charlize's hands instinctively slide up to cop a nice, looooong feel of Darlene's melons. Cat smiled mischievously - knowing Charlize had been 'drooling' each time she snuck a look at her own lovely chest. Cat planned to have some fun with Charlize sooner or later and now was the perfect time! She reached behind her back, unsnapped her bra and slid it down her arms.

"OHHHHH!" Charlize gasped, her jaw dropping as her lovely eyes did a double-take. She suddenly felt dizzy and almost let go of Darlene. Cat's beautiful breasts were out and available for her enjoyment, full observation - and only a few feet from their most ardent admirer. Cat walked up to Darlene, moving closer and closer. "OK Charlize, hold her tight!" Cat ordered. "So you like to have fun with blondes, eh bitch?" Cat growled, referring to Darlene and Paula's tormenting Charlize. "Well, guess what? So do I!!" she hissed as she pressed nearer; her breasts pushing into Darlene's. "Who's are better?" she demanded as she pushed hard, her firm breasts crushing Darlene's. Darlene gasped and Charlize swallowed hard as she held Darlene's breasts and felt Cat's hard erect nipples rub gently against Darlene's nipples which stiffened, growing fully erect as she moaned in reaction to her body's excitement.

"Let her go!" Cat snapped at Charlize who gave a start.

She'd been so enthralled by the spectacle of the four huge breasts dueling that Cat's voice startled her. As she released her captive, two strong arms snaked around Darlene who let out a little moan as Cat reeled her in to her chest, her big breasts molding themselves to Cat's firm orbs. "You're all mine, now hon!" Cat chuckled with a sensual snarl. As she squeezed, every beautiful muscle in he upper body bulged into definition and her biceps bulged.

"UGHHHHH! UHHHHH! OPHHHHHH!" Darlene groaned.

She struggled, squirmed, tried to resist as beads of sweat formed on her brow and ran down her flushed, lovely face. She grimaced, her lips quivering as she felt Cat's hard, dark nipples boring into her pink nubs, forcing them backwards, inverting them. The beautiful brunette JAG attorney was humiliating the busty blonde cop in their sensual breast war which was turning out to be more of a walk-over than a contest. Cat groaned as she strained, squeezing her lovely opponent even tighter until Darlene's face contorted in agony as Cat lifted her off her feet; her ribs and back creaking, her legs kicking. She gasped aloud, squirmed and writhed frantically briefly, then gave a sigh and was still! Cat's grimace turned to a victory smile as she opened her arms and let Darlene's body slide down hers to the floor. Charlize was in shock - a delightful, sensual shock - her eyes riveted on Cat's heaving bare breasts.

"Hey, snap out of it," Cat giggled. "Your pretty little eyes are gonna pop outta your head!"

Charlize didn't move, couldn't move. Cat almost wondered if she'd stopped breathing, then grinned, "Only one way to solve this."

Cat walked over, picked up her bra and put it back on, shielding her trophy tits from Charlize's lustful gaze. Only then did Charlize jerk her pretty little head, make a funny noise and came back to earth. Her face flushed beet red when she realized Cat was smiling at her as if this kind of thing happened all the time to her. Just then, the lights in the club flickered!

"Hey, let our poor little cop friend go," Cat called. "We've got to get moving, we're due in court!" The beautiful Asian delivered a last slap to poor, hurting - and totally naked - Paula Trickey, then gave her a hard nipple pinch and announced, "I'm done with this one" and hustled toward the door after Charlize who Cat was pulling rapidly along by one hand. As they walked briskly down the hall, Cat gave them their instructions for the court.