DESTINED ENCOUNTER, part 15 (Patreon)

Valeria made an attempt to raise her hands to grab the other girl’s body, but the twinges of agony in her muscles after the savage catfight and the unexpected fall forced her to stop. On the other side of the nipple hookup, the model could feel the same physical torment in her rival, so she knew that, at least for a few minutes, there would be no sudden movements—which didn’t mean that there would be any truce between the dark-haired doppelgangers. Valeria was aware that she didn’t need to punch the other brunette’s young flesh with her fists to defeat her, as her undefeated fighting record over the years proved it. To overcome her enemies, including that look-alike stalker, she only needed to make use of her best feminine weapons.

Part of her womanly arsenal was already in position to attack, in fact. Her engorged nipples touched AntiValeria’s counterparts thick tip to thick tip, so it was only necessary for one of the two beauties to make the slightest movement to initiate hostilities. Valeria wanted to take the initiative and impale first, but still she held back because her mouth came forward, full of hate and heat.

“You stuck-up bitch,” she hissed, keeping her voice low so that no one in the surrounding buildings could hear her. “I should grab your neck and choke you for all this, but I don’t want anyone to catch us in the act and stop us.”

“None of us want that,” AntiValeria said from the shadows. “I haven’t prepared all this to be screwed over by a bunch of busybodies.”

“Well, then you and I let’s agree to keep this quiet and slow, and in the dark,” Valeria murmured. “No more loss of control. Let’s do this my way.”

“It’s not your way, it’s myway,” the other brunette grunted. “And I’m going to show you how it’s done.”

The tension between touching nipples intensified, Valeria noticing how both pairs stiffened in the midst of the discussion. Her beautiful, formidable breasts were rising and falling with each deep breath in perfect synchrony with AntiValeria’s plump boobs, the contact between sexual weapons never broken but, even so, there was still no assault.

“You copycat rookie,” Valeria spat out spitefully. “If it’s true that you’ve been spying on me all this time, you’ll know how much damage I’ve done to other women with these hard drills of mine…through clothes.”

“You think you’re going to scare me because we’re going to do this flesh to flesh and without protection?” the other young woman groaned, her cocky gesture of contempt piercing the shadows. “I’ve pierced other girls with both dressed as well, and don’t forget we’ve been feeling and fighting each other topless for quite a while now. You’re the one who should be afraid, cheap copy.”

“Stop calling me a cheap copy,” the social star burst out, but still managed to keep her complaint down to an angry hiss. “I’m Valeria fucking Guerrero, and you’re not.”

“I will be in less than an hour,” the other young woman confronted. “As soon as I’m done with you for good!”

The threat was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Valeria’s nipples stabbed into AntiValeria’s at the same time her rival’s rods pushed against hers, and a long double moan resounded in the night air. Valeria had felt her challenger’s thick nipples against her big breasts and her own erotic shafts many times during the long alley duel, especially during the matched winnerless boob fight, but now it was as if AntiValeria’s nipples was ten times harder than before—but she had never felt her own nipples that stiff before in her life either, so she wasn’t exactly at a disadvantage.

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