Salma's Shopping Spree 2
And A Dash of Bingham
Salma Hayek & Penelope Cruz Vs. Stacey Dash, Tracy Bingham & the Tenison Twins
with Special Guest; Lisa Raye, Kellita Smith & Rosario Dawson
NOTE - This story immediately follows Salma's Solution 2 
Salma, Penelope and Jenn talked on their way over to this new shopping center where Salma might find some more bitches for her shopping spree. They got their rooms and Jenn, who was exhausted, called it a night… or morning, whatever. Salma on the other hand had kept it in her back pocket the fact that Geese had given her the cuffs and talked to her the way that he had, even since she beat Vivica and Julia and left them in that unlocked gym, because… She knew that he was attracted to her. He had to be if part of the requirement for his "group" was based on his own personal feelings. She kept this from Penelope and they went about getting DOWN TO BUSINESS and the real reason why they had come to this gigantic landmark of Sin City, the MGM Grand!
It wasn't long before her and her sidekick were seeing a strange gathering of Black bitches at the dawn's early light of day. Carefully Salma and Penelope paid good fuckin money to get a "favor" from the Security Chief at the MGM Grand. He invited them upstairs to the central security room and allowed them to sit in as his security cams "accidentally" stayed locked and loaded on a table of about eight Black bitches that were looking hot to death in more ways than one. It was easy to ID Lisa Raye who sat at the head of this semi-circled table. On her left sat the newest playboy poser, Stacey Dash. Penelope had a snide remark about the fact that the phat-ass Stacey Dash had been reduced to finally stripping and showing her Black ass for Playboy, because she couldn't BUY AN AUDITION in Hollywood. Never mind that most of the few crappy movies she ever did always involved her showing her shit anyway.
To Lisa Raye's right, sat Kellita Smith, formerly of the now canned Bernie Mac show. Kellita looked lovely, but was also looking a little heated, about what though, was a good question. Next to Kellita sat Rosario Dawson, another skeezer as far as Salma was concerned, better known for her T & A then her acting… least that's how Salma saw it. She immediately remembered that Dawson would be in that upcoming Tarantino movie, Grindhouse… which only made Salma angry. On Stacey Dash's left was the fake gold chain and jewelry selling slut, Traci Bingham. Both Bingham and Dash were Playboy Posers and Salma and Penelope made sure to look at the fact that to Lisa Raye's left were the Black bitches that couldn't get anywhere without having to strip, bend over, touch their toes, and cough!
It was clear that Lisa Raye was the Lead Bitch of this pack and the others did not comment or question but so much whenever Lisa spoke. The last two were also on Lisa Raye's left and they were also Playboy Posers, except one was a real Playmate. They were the identical twins Renee and Rosie Tenison. It was at this point that Salma realized that there were only seven and not eight, like she was initially text-messaged.
Either way these bitches had been scouring Vegas in search of Vivica to whip her ass for bailing on the new group that they were supposed to form. Salma and Penelope listened good as the story was told that Meagan Good and Gabrielle Union were supposed to be a part of it along with Teisha Campbell, but when Vivica bailed and then never called or anything? Lisa stepped in and booted Campbell's linebacker ass out immediately!
Salma could only smile as more and more of the bits and pieces of their table-talk revealed that Gabrielle Union was still trying to get that crappy ass crazy movie Neo Ned into distribution and that didn't sit well with Kellita who thought the whole fuckin concept sucked and made Black people, especially BLACK WOMEN, look even worse than the limited roles they were getting!
Eventually Kellita and Gabbi fought and Kellita's Tae Kwon Do background proved far too much for Union! Once Union was gone Kellita more or less became Lisa Raye's right-hand woman and enforcer. Kellita wasted no time in mixing it up with the Hood-rific Rat, Meagan Good, whom Kellita compared to ghetto girls being allowed to bring Forman Mills and K-Mart coupons to Saks Fifth Avenue stores! After a series of internal fist fights Meagan was booted out for good and Taraji Henson simply quit the group.
So now, her highness, Lisa Raye, had left from her husband and island nation to come to Las Vegas to anoint the vanished Vivica with royal lumps and bumps about the face and NECK! But they couldn't locate the cowardly cunt and so they had come here to the MGM Grand to regroup, bitch, moan, get drunk and eventually go to bed. Never mind that this was also the last known sighting of Vivica.
"I think we need to split up." Kellita looked around the table while her highness and Lady Lord Lisa Raye sat poised and quiet "What do you think?" Kellita looked at everyone else except Lady Lisa of Turks and Cacaos.
Stacey immediately agreed "We're definitely running out of time. Eventually this whole situation with the Fab Four is gonna be leaving Las Vegas so we should use them for the cover that they are."
Lady Lord Lisa Raye, looking as lovely and regal as ever in a beautiful one piece silk sleeveless black dress, nodded and then simply said "Stacey and Kellita are right. Vivica is hiding somewhere around here and she thinks she can just brush off the Sisterhood. I've been hearing rumors that she's hooked up with some rich White man so not only did she bail on us, but then she sold out, present company excluded Stacey."
Stacey's green eyes held a bitter glare as she looked at Lisa Raye sideways "Why you gotta bring that up?! My husband's a good man and he treats me real good." DAMMIT! My husband is a real man and treats me? Even as she tried to sort out her thoughts on Lisa's latest comment, Stacey was still smarting as? My husband is a good man and treats me, FUCK IS SHE ALWAYS PICKING ON ME!? A man is a MAN! FUCKIN STUCK UP....
Lisa reached over "C'mon now Stacey, I said present company excluded. You know that you and Vivica are light years apart. Vivica was runnin around with 6-9 and 50 Cent, shaking her silly ass on stage and shit" Lisa looked around at the rest of her assembled Court of Cunts and saw that they were all in agreement with head nods and intense stares as Lady Raye added "I mean I tried to support her, but Vivica just doesn't fuckin listen. Ya'll know how she can get and I just couldn't keep covering for her, but this?" Lady Lisa motioned around amongst them "But this is family here. This is something you don't stand up and say you're a part of, then slink off and not say shit ta nobody and then 'hope for the best', bitch please."
Up in the security room Penelope looked at Salma and said "I thought Geese Howard was Black? The guy who came to the Diner, he's Geese, right?"
Salma smiled "He is. The dumb bitch doesn't know that her information is wrong. More importantly, looks like Lisa Raye is trying to actually wash her hands of dumb ass Vivica. I've seen some of Lisa's interviews, she's playing down right now, but she knows how to turn on the charm and the fake smile and speak all the King's English and all of that shit. This could be a problem."
Penelope looked at the monitor and said "What do you think will happen when they find out about Geese and come after Vivica? I doubt he's gonna just let them whip her ass."
Salma spoke quite clearly on the matter "I want to be the one, no… I have to be the one who puts those sorry sluts of his down. That little table of Black bitches is a problem. I'm the only one that can defeat his little VLK group. I can't have them interfering and fucking it up for me."
"Then maybe this will help?" the security chief approached and filled Salma and Penelope in on the fact that "Lisa Raye is leaving first thing this morning. She's probably suggesting splitting up because she's flying back to Turks and Cacaos today."
Salma nodded "Good, the other bitches will be easier to beat without their little Queen Bee Black bitch to order them around."
But then Penelope said "What about the rest of them?"
He wasted no time in telling them "Well, Rosario Dawson will be checking out mid-day today. Kellita Smith is leaving with Lisa Raye. More likely then not Stacey Dash, Traci Bingham and the Tenison Twins will be left behind."
"Perfect" Salma smiled… then she looked at Penelope "We'll pick them apart."
Down below, at her highnesses table, the Sisterhood had decided to split up and the information that the security chief had showed Salma and Penelope was proven true as Lady Raye said "Kellita and I will be returning home in the morning, so" she looked to Stacey "I want you to stay on this matter Stace. We need to send a message to Vivica and a few others that we aren't like whatever the hell that crap was with Whitney, Angela and Brandy."
There were nods all around the table from that, but Stacey said to herself "Arrogant bitch, you just wanna boss people around and shit." But she did nod in so-called agreement, but she'd also made up her mind to leave these dumb cunts high and dry as soon as her highness left Las Vegas "Fuck does she think I am, her fuckin whippin girl step-and-fetch-it. Vivica, this is your fault. I told you to wait till I got here, but you had to hurry the fuck up and now what? Fuckin Lisa, stuck-up-snooty-bitch! Always fuckin taking potshots! Normally I'd kick your ass, but as long as you got that crazy ass Kung-Fu bodyguardin bitch Kellita, I gotta tolerate your dumb ass! I knew she wasn't playin when she was doing that shit on Nash Bridges, but I didn't realize Kellita was actually that fuckin dangerous."
Stacey wanted to shut Lady Lisa up, but she really was fearful of the fact that Kellita would hand her ass to her on a silver platter "Better to let the bitch get on a plane and get the fuck out of here instead of getting my ass kicked" Stacey thought. She also could feel the fact that she truly was "afraid" of Kellita as her halter top showed that it wasn't cold air causing her nipples to stand up. She could see herself giving it everything she had, but even her raw brute strength wouldn't be enough to take down Kellita especially if Teisha's fat ass couldn't outmuscle Kellita. Maybe… maybe if I could catch Kellita off-guard? But Stacey immediately dropped that thought as she felt the tinges of excitement shine through her thong while everyone else was oblivious to the fact that she was sitting here plotting to overthrow their so-called leader.
Really it was the fact that she also knew that she would need to get the drop on Kellita. Maybe a vase to the back of the brain! That shit always works in movies! Stacey smiled to herself while absentmindedly agreeing with Lisa's long rant. I can see that shit now, uh-huh! Kellita's eyes all rolling the fuck up from me breaking one of Lisa's precious little pieces of artistic crap over the back of her bird brained bodyguard's HEAD!
But no sooner did Stacey see that, she also saw herself missing as Kellita spun around at the very LAST SECOND and batted her arms aside sending the vase flying to the floor! As soon as that thought hit her, Stacey actually shuddered and her eyes lost focus while she involuntarily swallowed, shivered, and then licked her lips.
"You alright?" Traci whispered in Stacey's ear.
Stacey immediately nodded as her face was flush with confusion and more than a little bit of sleepy eyed sexiness from the fact of having to fight her way through Kellita just to get the fuck out of Lisa's big ass fuckin mansion estate "I'm okay, yeah" Stacey immediately picked up her drink and sipped it as she crossed her legs tighter, lowered her head and looked around the table, eyes upraised, but not looking face-to-face head on to hide her own thoughts.
Lisa finished her decree and then adjourned the meeting, none the wiser that Salma and Penelope were now stalking her Sisterhood "Let's let them break up first before we try anything. Michael?" Salma turned to the security chief who smiled "You've been a very good boy and you know how I like to keep my little boys happy." He simply smiled and did his best to not let his excitement show too easily as Salma took her leave with Penelope while some of the other security staff asked Michael what Salma meant. As soon as Salma and Penelope got out into the hall Salma made a quick call on her cellphone and then she and Penelope made their way towards the elevator with the knowledge that the security command center team would be eating Mexican tonight.
As Salma and Penelope were planning their next move Stacey Dash and Traci Bingham were talking along with the Tenison Twins now that her highness and her bodyguard had taken their leave for the night "Who does she think she is?" Rosie Tenison asked and then her sister added on "Yeah, we do all the freckin work while she just glides around like Grace Kelly."
Rosie's eyes narrowed as she looked at Traci and Stacey and told them "She looks down on us because we posed in Playboy, but if it wasn't for us she wouldn't even have a 'Sisterhood' in the first place." Stacey was trying to gauge if these two twin twats were testing her while Renee huffed and added "This shit is all Vivica's fault. Lisa wouldn't be mouthing off like this if Vivica wouldn't have up and disappeared like that."
"Some leader she turned out to be" Rosie chimed in.
Traci on the other hand… didn't mill anything over she just spoke "So what are you two saying?"
Both Tenison Twins spoke as one "We're sick of this shit. We know that we can call in a few other Playmates and really bolster the Sisterhood, but?" then Renee spoke "Lisa's shitty attitude would turn a number of them off."
Then Rosie spoke "Yeah and who needs that shit, I mean what are we really doing besides Lisa's dirty work. Where are we going, and why? I don't see the point of all of this."
Traci looked at the Tenison Twins with more than a little skepticism as she said "Where was all of this at earlier?"
Both twins looked at Traci like "get a clue bitch", but then they said "Hello, you wanna fight Kellita?"
Stacey nodded "Nobodies gonna be able to get close to Lisa" then she rolled her eyes "as long as Kellita the Kung-Fu Killer is lurking around."
They all enjoyed the joke and it was funny, but seeing Kellita kick someone's ass was NOT FUNNY and none of them wanted to be the bitch with Kellita's foot up her ass "Maybe if we took her on all at once?" Traci glanced around to see how her question, slash, statement, was received.
"And if we lost?" Rosie looked at Traci and made sure to add "Look, I know Kellita's not Superwoman, but we'd never be able to live it down if somehow that bitch beat us all at one time and let's not pretend that Lisa can't actually fight."
That got everyone nodding as Renee said "If they beat us all it would ruin us in every way possible" all of their nipples were hard as each one envisioned themselves ass up and laid out lewd while Lisa and her lapdog Kellita were standing over them smug as all hell "We can't risk getting beat like that" Renee's sultry whine was only adding to the tension.
By no means were the Tenison Twins weak little bitches, but they were already washed up and the last thing they wanted was to get back into the public eye by getting laid the fuck out along with Traci and Stacey while it was a 4 on 2, NO WAY!!!! Both Black bitches knew that they would never be able to live it down and they'd never recover. News was already circulating that some of the sluts that had come to Vegas to get even or just get in, had gotten their cunts kicked and they didn't wanna add their names to that list "We should just let Lisa and Kellita leave and then just say 'fuck'em' and disband" but as Renee was saying that, Stacey cut her off.
"We should just let them leave and then go on without them." Stacey then looked around at the others.
"No way" Rosie whined while Renee said "You saw what Lisa did to the others and remember why we're here in the first place. No way will Lisa let us cut her out and not try to get even with us!"
Then Traci said "So then what the fuck do we do?!?! I for one am tired of wiping her ass and drinking her piss."
"ILLLL" Rosie frowned and asked Traci "Where do you get your horrible analogies from?" Renee looked at Traci like "yeah, where" and nodded in agreement with her twin sister.
Traci however sipped her drink, rolled her eyes and then said "Look, bad analogy okay, but we can't keep putting up with her and we can't live in fear either, know-what-I'm-saying?!?! We gotta do something!" Traci's drunken Rhode Island-upper-crusty-wanna-be-White bitch voice-was filled with bitterness! But this was where these four were at with everything and they spent much of the night arguing and going round-and-round till finally they went to their suites… sloshed the fuck up… and called it a night.
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"Cool!"
"What's cool?" Rosie looked at Renee.
Renee told Rosie "Hurry up and finish getting dressed, I just checked and we've got our own little private buffet room, courtesy of Loser Lisa."
Renee snickered like a little idiot as her sister adjusted her black mini-skirt and looked herself over in the mirror, then said "She just wants to try to butter us up for always bossing us around. Please tell me that her and Kellita are gone?"
Renee wasted no time in easing Rosie's worries "Oh yeah-yeah-yeah, they left early this morning! Let's get down there and enjoy some peace and quiet before Traci comes in with her wanna-be-White girl crap and starts eating with her mouth open!" They both found Traci's snobby New England attitude funny and pathetic at the same time… never mind that they were sometimes just as stuck-up and snobby their damn selves.
They made love to the large mirrors again just to make sure that they looked in order and beautiful. Then they realized they looked like airline stewardesses more than anything else? Nice deep slit mini-skirts, a perfect white blouse with the appropriate fit to show off a nice pair of breasts, and last but not least! A good blazer, a good suit coat. They stuck with the basic black, but made sure it was a light suit coat. They were already wearing a nice pair of sheer black stockings. The slits in their mini-skirts were nice and deep, wide, and not those slits perv! They needed to make sure that although they wanted to look lovely, they had to remember that they were here with a whole bunch of other bitches that might wanna start some shit at any time. That confining crap might work in video games and Anime or porn, not in the real world. Lack of mobility will get your ass kicked and cunt creamed in a heart beat.
They picked out a nice pair of black wide heeled shoes that one of their many admirers made for them. Antonio was none too pleased about them getting into the whole catfighting circuit, but he made them for them anyway, along with a number of other adapted for fighting heels, but he kept telling them that he thought they were only getting involved in all of this because they were bored. Mmmm, maybe, maybe not. Either way, they looked quite lovely, nothing too formal like earlier this morning, but not too street/athletic either.
Were they "bored"? Even they didn't quite know the answer to that one, but they did know that they had to work the only gimmick they had left. The whole "twin thing" was their last leg at this point. And yes, these two truly did look lovely, they really do, but it still wasn't enough to move them from Playboy posers to mainstream models, from occasional TV slots and spots to twin icons of titanic proportions! They despised Carmen Electra more than Traci Bingham did! On this they were as snug as three bugs in a rug, or peas in a pod! Anything that means they were in close agreement! And they were in close agreement that somehow that dried-up, shriveled-up, media whore Carmen had kept her career going while they treaded water to no end and eventually slipped beneath the waves of reality and the radar of publicity!
BUT, it was okay to the Tenison's, because they had the whole "twin thing going"! Who cares about "THE PUBLIC" when you can stare at yourself all day! And hey that's their thought, not mine! I don't have a twin! If I did though, then I could force him to learn how to type faster than I do! Then I could post 10x's faster! I do however have younger siblings… Yesssss, I can engage in the age-old tradition of older brother bullying and cronyism! Besides, it would be uncomfortable to force someone who looked like me to type my post for me… just seems wrong on a just seems wrong level, cause he looks like me, but other sisters and brothers? Hmph, they resemble me, but are not, thus CRONYISM WINS!!!!
Alas, they lack the depths of shallow minded sickness that I have, thus the post would lack in the Three Perfections; Poetry, Painting and most importantly, calligraphy! Thus I march onward and cast down the evil specter of CRONYISM!
Renee looked at Rosie "Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"I thought I heard someone say" she cleared her throat "CRONYISM!"
Rosie looked at her, then touched her forehead with the back of her hand as Renee's eyes looked up at her sisters hand and then rolled up into the back of her head as she did her best sexy sick patient moan and waited for the diagnosis till Rosie said "I think you're just ovulating. We gotta find you a man and get you knocked up while you're still in heat."
"WHAT?!!?" Renee laughed and her eyes righted as she looked at Rosie "Did you just use the word OVULATING? You've got Bingham's disease! And its FATAL STUPIDITY!" she pushed Rosie away and they enjoyed the fact that good grammar was one thing, talking down to people while eatin a hot dog was just plain ole trash! Even New England has trash!
"Ovulating, I don't believe you said that!"
"Speaking of which, I see you haven't called Kenny back?"
Renee immediately gave off a teeth sucking gasp and said "I wish somebody would kill Kenny." They immediately busted out laughing while looking over themselves again in the mirror! Vain, maybe? Shallow, possibly? But in all honesty… they didn't really care if they were famous, known or anything else. They still made a pretty good living. They still could see parts of the world that other people could only hope to go to. Whether they were mainstream famous or not, they still got PLENTY OF CALLS to handle their "ovulating emergencies"! So in all honesty, they just didn't feel the need to constantly reinvent themselves for another ten or fifteen minutes of fame.
Quietly though, Renee told Rosie "I worry about Traci." Renee nodded and sighed "She can't really deal with it. She doesn't think its fair that Carmen and Pam can get away with the same old tired shit, but when she even attempts it she gets canned or it doesn't go over well," Renee sighed again and added "I told her to bleach her skin some more."
There was silence…
And then?
More loud laughing till they realized and said to each other "We'd better get down there before Traci does! She'll see somebody that will remind her of Pam or Carmen or Vivica and then she'll snap!"
Indeed these two twin Black beauties were nicely done up. Both of them looked a little vampy, a little trampy, clearly from the ovulation of being in heat! That and CRONYISM, and these two were most definitely cronies, but the good kind. Everybody needs love and understanding, including ovulating cronies in heat. This post is just turning in all kinds of directions. I'm wingin it!
Renee looked at Rosie as she got the door "You're wingin it?"
"Huh?"
"Uhh, nothing" Renee shook her head slowly but her sister told her "You're LOSIN IT, you need a good dose of Kenny to cure that wayward sickness and random voices! CALL KENNY!"
"If you don't shut up and get out this door!"
"Kenny will HEALLLLLL YOU, with his magic wand of LOVEEEEEEEEEE! HA-HAH-OW!"
"Will you shut your
mouth! And come on before Traci puts her hands all over everything and then puts it back!"
"Nnn, yeah, she would do OW!"
"I said move it or lose it!"
"I'm gonna tell KENNY!"
They got downstairs enjoying the occasional neck breaking turns that the men made just so they could get a good gawking-gander at them. Attention is, after all, a girl's best friend. Diamonds are in there somewhere too, but the fact that they could still turn heads? Priceless. They walked in and could already smell the fresh scent of "Uhh, what are you two doing here?" they both demanded. But their demands became concerns when they heard the door lock behind them "What the FUCK IS THIS!?"
Salma looked at the two of them "Easy double-mint twins, we just came to talk."
Rosie couldn't "Yeah, you just came to talk by locking the door behind us?!"
"Looks like an ambush to me!" Renee glanced between Salma and Penelope.
"If you just settle down"
"Settle down?!" they both barked in stereo "Open this door and be about your business and then we'll settle down!"
Penelope glared at them "I'm getting right tired of the whole stereo affect. Act like one of you can function without the other and talk one at a time. You're giving me a headache."
"We'll give you more than a HEADACHE, BITCH!" and that was the end of the talking! Both sides rushed at each other and collided HARD! The Tenison Twins were looking for someone to take their frustrations out on and who better than that sloppy pussied loser Salma and her new girlfriend Penelope! They were a tangled two-on-two mess at first and then Salma and Penelope quickly got the upper-hand! With a series of surprised shrieks the twin twat Tenison's were pushed and womanhandled in different directions bitching and moaning at their new found rivals!
"Get the FUCK OFF ME!" but Rosie's words fell on deaf ears as Salma backed her up against the wall HARD "NHF!!!!" then she actually pulled Rosie towards her "What the FUCK!?" and then hip tossed the shit out of her "ARGH!!!!"
As far as Salma was concerned, the Tenison's weren't important. It was Stacey and Tracy that she was more interested in talking to. These two bitches, Salma immediately dropped her elbow right in Rosie's STERNUM, right between her TITS!!!! Rosie immediately sat up and gave off the harshest bitch-bark that she could as she was trembling, paralyzed by pain "ARGH!!!!"
Penelope felt Renee falter and then she was damn near driven to deafness as Renee screamed "ROSIE!?!? SALMA YOU BITCH!!!!"
But it actually made Penelope's job that much more easier as she told Renee who was locked up with her, but looking over at her sister getting fucked up "You should concentrate on me, not Salma!" Penelope shoved Renee's arms open and then threw a wicked upper-cut that caught Renee right underneath her chin!
By the time Renee righted Penelope was tagging her with a left that turned her sideways and damn near spun her out "ARGH!!!!" Renee staggered and fought off unconsciousness only to eat a full on charge and TAKEDOWN TO THE FLOOR!!!!
"ARGH!!!!" TRACY!?!? STACEY!?!? HELP US!!!! WE'VE BEEN SET-UP!!!! WE'VE BEEN SET "NNN!!!! FUCK, GET OFF!!!!"
But neither Penelope nor Salma let up on both downed Tenison Twins and it quickly turned into a ROUT!!!! Happening too FAST!!!! Set-up, IT WAS A SET-UP!!!!
No matter how hard they struggled, one thing that both these bitches could NOT stand was being surprised! Even though they had talked a good game, this was their first REAL FIGHT and it was QUITE CLEAR who had experience… and who didn't. Even though they seemed sure and steady on the surface, as soon as they saw Salma and Penelope, heard the door lock behind them? They felt that shiver down their spines and across those beautiful Black asses of theirs. Down the dividing valley of their asscheeks, around and into their quite beautifully rimmed assholes, that small divide between their assholes and their pussies, their perineum's. Then all along their pussylips, up and into their nice tight pussies while the remaining surprised shock stopped at their clit hoods and stoked their clits nice and hard!
They knew full well that they were in trouble or at least, their bodies did. But their brains, their conscious thought, willful desire and pride! Didn't allow them to hear what their bodies had warned them of and so now both Rosie and her sister Renee were quickly pinned underneath their enemies and bullied, battered and bruised as both Salma and Penelope sat on their tits, depriving them of air. Pinned their arms, making them helpless, and started slapping and shaking the sluts till their beautiful Black pussies were pissing and pouring pussyjuice in their panties from being pounded and pulverized so quickly!
No matter how hard they wailed or struggled, neither could get free and soon they were reduced to gritting their teeth like broken bitches in heat as Salma and Penelope started choking them out! CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!?!? I "ACK!!!! U… bitch" Renee relented first, kicking her legs out with all she had, totally panicked at being taken down so quickly! It was only as she glared up at the ever increasing fuzzy outline of Penelope that she tried to use her legs to grab her! But it was too late, wayyyyy too late. Penelope, u fuckin slut. Getchu next time, I'll get you… next time…
Penelope loved watching Renee's eyes go from hateful "fuck off meh bitch", to "please stop, YOUR KICKIN MY ASS!" and finally "I'm such a fuckin pathetic PUSSY and you've totally worn me out and made me GO TO SLEEP!" Penelope was even treated to seeing the thick cockspit on Renee's tongue and mouth as she was laid out from Penelope having her hands firmly around her throat and her ass and pussy sitting on the beautiful pair of prized Black tits of Renee Tenison.
Even Penelope was saying to herself "I am so gonna keep this image forever." Renee's eyes rolled up and then actually glazed over open like Penelope had actually killed her, her tongue hung out of her mouth like she was a fresh kill. For a split second, Penny actually panicked and jumped off the bitch and Renee immediately drew in a hard death rattling breath and started panting, her eyes closed slowly as her head turned to the side and she was quite, OUT!
Meanwhile, Rosie struggled a bit harder "U, ACK, fuckn… MHNPF… NNNN-ACK" but she couldn't get her legs up to get hold Salma and that only made her cunt cream harder as Salma drove her closer "ACK!" and closer "ACK!!" and, she started hissing and gurgling in her throat as she planted her heels in the floor and bridged with all she had left, to no avail. She immediately pissed with all she had as darkness swallowed her up and Salma could hear the bitch's hard streaming spray hitting the floor even as she stayed arched like this, in her last desperate drive to get Salma's heavy ass off of her! Rosie's tongue rolled out and her eyes glazed over hard and then rolled up slowly and then she abruptly fell back against the floor, DONE!
Salma immediately gasped "Jesus CHRIST, bitch was stubborn as all hell!" But Salma couldn't help feeling that sweet sensation of erotic ego and pure power at having broken this bitch and choked her the fuck out! But then, it JUST!? She felt her hands start trembling for no reason and she was swept up in a fuckin nervous panic as she saw herself and climbed off of Rosie with a startled yelp!
Penelope was right there "What's wrong!? SAL!? SAL, CALM DOWN!!!!"
"FUCKIN TIA, YOU BITCH!!!!"
"SAL! WHOA-WHOA-WHOA-WHOA!!!! SALMA, SALMA!?!?"
Without warning Salma just stopped and collapsed onto all fours "Damn it, I'm sorry" she looked up at Penelope "I'M SORRY!"
Penelope was right there to embrace her "What is wrong with you!? Sal, you're scaring me. Talk to me buddy, what is wrong" she started caressing Salma's hair and face as Salma told her as she sat there shaking.
"I don't know… I DON'T KNOW!? I" she looked over at Rosie, then she scrambled back to her "Christ did I kill her, please say I didn't kill her. C'mon Rosie, wake up, c'mon Rosie BREATH, dammit BREATH!" Salma knew that she'd already set everything up so no camera's were working in here. This was a private assembly room "Rosie, Rosie pleaz?"
"Salma she's breathing, she's ok, she's just unconscious" she is totally freaking out on meh "Salma, she's OKAY!!!!" then Penelope turned Salma towards her and just KISSED HER! She kissed her and kissed her and kissed her as she held her by her face with both hands deep in Salma's mane… They stayed like this for a bit… just… Penelope… kissing Salma… never letting her lips part for too long from Sal's, both of them with their eyes closed, feeding off of the moment…
And finally…
Settling down…
Penelope drew back… and Salma finally put her hands on Penelope's wrist… and she had this sleepy-eyed, freshly fucked look and Penny knew that Sal was wet as all hell. And so was she. Both their nipples were at full attention and they were breathless for a second until Sal said "Thank u Penny. Thank u for being here with me, being my friend. If it wasn't for you I'd still be sulking someplace, licking my wounds and just finished. Washed up."
"How could u ever be washed up? You are sexy Salma Hayek, you… r my best friend. You have always treated me so kindly, looked after me, rooted for me. I will never leave your side Sal, never. You aren't Rosie or Renee Tenison. You're not Vivica, you're YOU. Not Britney, and I'm not MJH. You're strong, you have to stay strong. We can do this." But even as Penny said that she felt vulnerable and a tinge of doubt was starting to fester that perhaps… Salma would be more comfortable knowing she had the confines of that creepy bastard to always retreat to "Let's finish up Sal… let's put these two weak Black bitches away the way that Jenn did Chiaki. Talk to Stacey and Tracy, and then pick up Jenn and get the fuck outta here."
Sal nodded and licked her lips, then as Penny took her hands out of her hair she leaned forward and saw that Penny did not retreat. She simply sat anxious and waited, till she felt the eager kiss of her best friend and she wilted as Sal rubbed her sides and then fondled her tits. She moaned in recognition that she had yielded to Sal years ago. She could put up hellacious fights, but she would always lose to Sal. That was just the way it was… and it turned her on, forced her to admit that… maybe Sal was right… no… Sal was always right, which is why she is the leader.
She admitted, Penny admitted, "Sal, you are my mistress, my best friend. I will follow you, help you, protect you. Just point me in the right direction" she looked Sal straight in the eyes "Just tell me who to attack, and I'll be your attack bitch. I'll never quit on you… so please, don't quit on yourself."
Salma caressed Penelope's mane and looked at her with so much love and concern and hope and she just told her "Thank you… thank you…"
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TO PENELOPE CRUZ
TO TRACI BINGHAM
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