Two Blonde Lesbians

Phil took a white towel off the table and dropped it in a pile on the white cement. He knelt behind the struggling girl and ran his hands over her ass. She stopped struggling for a moment, then intensified her struggles. She managed to claw the blonde's stomach with her nails. The blonde looked down in outrage, released one hand and struck Stephanie across the face with a resounding blow. Stephanie began crying again. A dark welt appeared on her cheek.
    "You lay there and take your fucking, or I will beat you to death," the blonde said viscously. "Do you understand me?"
    Stephanie didn't answer.
    "Do you!" the blonde screamed, yanking her head up by her hair.
    "Yes," Stephanie shouted.
    The girl stopped struggling, sobbing quietly.
    "I can't," Phil said, raising his hands. "Not like this."
    "Oh well," the blonde released Stephanie's other hand. "At least she's not quite as snotty as she was. Maybe I can live with her for a day or two. Go on, get out of here," she said, pushing Stephanie off the chair.

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