Marla vs Moonea; Cowgirl titfight

Moonea grinned as she leaned over atop the princess. This kneeling position was actually the fastest way to milk someone since Marla's nips were now pointing straight down, but it was a very demeaning position. The only people she milked like this were poor girl's who needed to be milked for health reasons, those who couldn't pay the proper donation. For a royal to be in this position was unthinkably humiliating, but that was titfighting. Moonea slid her face up next to Marla's and laughed softly. "Thanks for bending over princess, you're making this a lot easier on me." she whispered teasingly and then slid her thick tongue inside Marla's furry ear canal licking at it and proding the girl's ear clip with her tongue.

Moonea then went to work. She started a firm finger massage of the girl's rack, her digits sinking in and stretching the tissue down sensually as she forced milk from the nips in long thick strokes ending each with a firm nip pinch that sent of flood of milk onto the mat.

Marla's tan skin blushed a bit at the crude treatment, trying to buck off the cowgirl but met with a tongue to her ear that made her shiver. She was milking her expertly, squirts of milk spraying onto the mat before long and getting heavier.

"You... nn... you shall not... treat me like some common beast!" Moonea would bend her arms backward, trying to force Moonea's breasts off of her back to extend out by her sides, trying to dig her fingers rather roughly into her nipples and squeeze, even twist a bit to force some milk loose, or more likely and preferably just get her off

Moonea groaned as the younger bovine pulled her tits out from their protective perch and gouged them. It wasn't a very clean motion but Marla's nails dug in and with her arousal over having Marla in such a precarious hold some milk did indeed spit from her jugs mingling on the mat with Marla's. Moonea smirked as the girl's bodies, no longer supported by the princesses hands slumped forward face first into the canvas. As her licks dampened the inside of the girl's sensitive ear Moonea continued to tease, "What was that? You're just making yourself look silly."

Moonea knew that this was a huge chance to even the score for the next tit to tit encounter and she was not going to let go with out a fight. Her fingers squeezed more and more firmly testing the ripeness of her foe's huge melons as she deepened her milking techniques ringing milk out if the girl's imprisoned nipples like water from a damp towel.

"Ahhhhn!" Marla wailed in arousal and shame as she was worked so easily, Digging her nail in roughly on the one breast and yanked it as far forward as it could go, trying to dig her teeth into it, suckling quickly if she could get to it. Just to escape the shameful milking!

Moonea screamed as the girl's long flat teeth sunk into her mammary and her tip was tongue teased. "Ahh, fuck!" she grabbed the back of Moonea's striped hair to give her a forehead thump on the mat hoping to free her tit and roll away from the viscous response. Moonea grimaced, realizing this fight was probably going to end up rougher than she anticipated.

Moonea would give another thrash of her head after it hit the mat, then roll sharply to one side, looking to crush Moonea under her and releasing the tit in her mouth if she did. She had to break free or she could barely do anything

Moonea groaned as Marla's weight rolled on top of her, but even in this position Marla's mammaries were open to Moonea's sexually draining milking and Moonea returned her hands there turning Marla's nips into fountains as she continued to do devestating work on the supple peaks. "Princess likes it rough?" asked the brunette playfully before giving a sharp nibble of the edge of the bovine's twitching ear. The truth was that in this position Marla could basically get free whenever she wanted if she could break the mental paralysis from the older woman's stimulating squeezes.

Marla wailed in frustration and arousal as she was milked openly, her juices splashing over them both. She kicked in frustration and whined like a child, thrashing any way she could to try and break free, at least banging her back into Moonea's tits and squishing them between them.

Moonea smiled as she felt Marla buck in her grasp. But then the girl's weight pressed down on her tits. Had she been paying attention it would have been no problem but Moonea was getting so excited about having Marla's rack in her grip that she didn't even see the splash coming. "Oh," she groaned momentarily releasing her death grip on the girl's breasts. It seemed Marla had her opportunity to get away.

Marla gasped in surprise at her success, hurrying on all fours to roll and scamper from her grip, cradling her milked out tits. She had some left, yes, but she'd lost a lot of her prized juices. "You... you'll pay for that!" she promised, visibly shaken up.