Dolce is paid a visit one night unexpectedly. The visitor in question is her boss's wife. She asks if she can come in because the matter she'd like to discuss isn't for her neighbors to hear. Dolce, slightly puzzled and amused at this, let's her in. The two sit down next to each other on a couch inside her home and Tilly begins to explain. According to her husband, Dolce and another female staff member at the company got into a catfight right in front of all the other employees. Apparently male staffers stood on the sidelines and egged them on, took bets and cheered. Worst of all, they were...

Dolce is paid a visit one night unexpectedly. The visitor in question is her boss's wife. She asks if she can come in because the matter she'd like to discuss isn't for her neighbors to hear. Dolce, slightly puzzled and amused at this, let's her in. The two sit down next to each other on a couch inside her home and Tilly begins to explain. According to her husband, Dolce and another female staff member at the company got into a catfight right in front of all the other employees. Apparently male staffers stood on the sidelines and egged them on, took bets and cheered. Worst of all, they were seemingly fighting over some other worker's cock. The whole thing sounds like a shitshow or a desperate bid for attention at the least. Tilly's not pleased at all and if her husband doesn't have the guts to fire her, she will!

Dolce is totally unabashed about the whole event. She makes no effort whatsoever to deny it, if anything she's proud. "The guys loved watching me snatch her bald," she laughs and flicks her own hair. Tilly's livid. Now she has to wonder if her husband was watching the fight himself. Why didn't it end sooner? As owner of the company, he had more than enough authorisation to end it. Maybe he wasn't so innocent. She lashes out at Dolce, "How dare you involve my husband."

"I would do anything for Mr. McReese, I love him," comes Dolce's reply. Tilly's fuming. Now she has to wonder if the cock they were fighting over was her husband's! The thought drives her over the edge. Dolce flicks her hair, laughs once more. "Is that it?"

Tilly calls her a bitch and lunges at her, grabbing her by her thick blonde hair. Dolce reciprocates. The two sit in a hair pulling lock, both inflicting pain and trying to dominate one another. They separate and decide they'd be better off fighting it out upstairs.

Once they reach the room, they stand opposite one another maintaining eye contact and unbuttoning their blouses slowly. Next come off the bras and then their skirts and bras, leaving only their pantyhose. Right there and then, Tilly grabs at Dolce in a bearhug and Dolce grabs her around the waist with just as much ferocity. They toss from side to side, trying to knock one another off balance in their heels. Dolce grabs Tilly's nipple and pulls at it. Tilly grabs a fistful of her blonde hair and pulls. After a few moments, Tilly flips around so that Dolce's head is on her right shoulder and her arms are around her body accessing both of her breasts. Tilly's reaching over head, still pulling at her hair. As hard as Dolce pulls and squeezes at her nipples, she pulls her hair. At one point, Tilly turns her head toward Dolce and they start kissing but the furious action doesn't grind to a halt. She turns her whole body around, still kissing her, and the two hump legs while still in they standing position.

This adds fuel to the fire. They both sit for a brief moment to remove their shoes and throw themselves onto the bed to continue the action. This is half fight, half makeout, whether the women intend it or not. Plenty of humping ensues, lots of quality scissoring action and of course hair pulling and tit mauling throughout. It's a leggy big titted throw down.