My mum fight

Mom then made a good fight with the courtyard. We were family friends, but I didn’t know the true reason from the conflict. Mom didn’t say that she would “remove” this fat bitch. She was evil and clearly did not intend to drink in her nest. ..physical violence for her was like a release of negative energy. According to the stories, she never fought with her sister, but alas, I did not see that.
The roommate was called Lilya. Tall blonde, with lush shapes. ..she had everything harmoniously: big breasts, curly ass, powerful meaty legs, wide shoulders. She was beautiful, you cannot argue here. Mom was less tall than a head, a brunette, 10 kilograms lighter, but with wide, powerful hips. ..they never had the ability to cling to each other's hair and scratch their faces, but none of them dared to take this step.
Once such a chance all fell for my mother, we were then resting on the beach in the summer. ..Lilya was in a beautiful black bathing suit, her forms reluctantly attracted attention. Mom was in a blue bathing suit, and they both looked very sexy that day on the beach. ..we rested until the very evening, until the sun began to sit down, and many left around, there were only children and from the mother, that is us.
..I went on a swim with my friend, we were 11 years old, and when we were sailing back, we were presented with an interesting picture on the shore. Our mothers pushed each other, strongly stiffening and not expressing very beautifully. ..We were in no hurry to get out of the water, but we also wanted to see what would come next.
For a while they did not push each other strongly in the shoulder, then they both stopped, and my mother said something to Leela, threatening her with a pointed finger. ..The jug did not answer anything, but instead she hit her mother hard on the cheek. The slap was strong, from the blow of the mother already exploded. She grabbed her lip with her hand, checking if she had sent blood. ..Lilya looked at her, spreading her hands to the side, saying something like: "And this is all?"
Mom didn’t answer. She went to her neighbor and gave her a juicy slap to the right. Lilya covered her face with her hands, it shocked her. ..They stood for a while and looked at each other, clenching their fists. No one dared to hit first, but maybe they just wanted to drop this case.
We swam closer, hiding behind the catamaran, so that it was better heard.
- - Well, what, bitch, let you go?

..Mom asked, picking her teeth. Lilya twisted her face and shouted: "Sama bitch!" I went to my mother near and slapped a slap in the face, then one more, and another ...She fiercely was on the cheeks with her hands, but she covered herself with her hands, but she still missed many blows. Lilya wiggled well, striking each blow precisely on target, without giving her rival a memory. ..Mom screamed every time, as Lilya hit the target. She stepped back, rescuing herself from the blows. She already got it well, her face was reddened, blood had spilled over her lower lip. ..Lily went to her, but then my mother’s leg caught her between her legs, and she grabbed with both hands behind the bikini zone and bent down to the floor.
- Bitch! - She screamed out of pain.
Mom wiped the blood on her cheeks with her hand, and grabbing Lilya by the hair, pulled her at herself. ..she hissed with anger. Her companion tilted her head down her hips and did not let go of her hair, hitting her head with a knee. Lilya put out something between shouting and surprise, short "A". Mom again pulled her by the hair and repeated the same blow. ..Lily fell on the sand on her back. Her nose was smashed, and blood quickly dripped over her face. Mom climbed on top of her, pressing her ass to the ground, and wrapped her hips around her waist. Lily's tears were flowing, it can be seen that she did not want to continue. ..Mama slapped her in the face, then another. Lilya screamed from pain, putting her hands forward, not allowing her rival to hit again. Mom tried to pinch her hands, and even a couple of times she got bitten on her face. ..Lilya started to come to herself a little, and grabbing her mother's knuckles with force, threw her off her. They jumped on their feet almost at the same time. ..Mother waved her hand for another slap, but then Lilya grabbed her hand, and the other, stepping back and swinging, with force hit her with a fist on the nose.
Mom has stopped from pain. ..the blood from the nose splashed onto the sand, small bloody rivulets poured down on the lips and the chin. Lilya grabbed her hair with both hands and started pulling them, forcing her mother to roll her head from side to side. They both squeaked and cursed. ..Lily was pulling something strong, not giving a defenseless companion and a chance to grab her hair in response. She pulled her hair from side to side, ripping out a decent hair from her head. ..Mom tried to grab her by the arms, but she made a sharp movement to her sides and pulled her down. She fell with her knees on the sand, still not letting go of the lily's hands. ..Lilya barely freed her hand from her grip, and holding her with one hand over the hair, she freely began to hit her face with her hand. Mom screamed desperately, shouting all kinds of abuse. Then the abuse went to crying and tears. ..she begged Lilya to stop, and even let go of her hands. But the neighbor did not even think to stop, she only freed herself from the grip and began to beat her companion in the face with two hands. This was already a brutal beating. ..Mom did not resist, the blows fell on her poor face. Her cheeks were reddened from the blows, her upper lip was burst, and there was blood on her nose. Lilya hit her with a twist with the back of her hand, and mother collapsed on the sand, face up. ..she groaned loudly, and Lilya just looked and smiled. She had eaten less, but the blood from her nose did not stop sucking. She wiped it off her nose with her hand and sat on top of her rival.
..I expected that she would continue to hit her on the face, but instead of this she wiped the blood from her face and passionately stuck to her lips. It was strange and unexpected. ..She aimed at her for about a minute, then got up slowly, and leaving her to lie down, went to the river to wash her face. Mama was moaning from the pain, lying on the sand. She still didn’t get up. In the meantime, Lilya left, having taken with her my friend, her son. ..It was difficult to discuss what happened, but in the future we got another chance to see how our mothers fight, and in this case everything happened a little bit differently.

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