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20 March 2008 Laetitia Casta vs Jennifer Ellison

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Posted by simguy on 3/20/2008, 6:35 pm

Before: Ellison grinning, raising her hands high as her jugs are weighed separately (separate scale attached to the basic scale for this purpose) - Jennifer loving it as the mass is announced: her boulders have humbled Laetitia's. Casta pursing her lips, outweighed once again by a hulking Briton - but 'Tisha's undeterred. "Jennifer will learn - the scales mean nothing," Casta warns in prefight. "How many times have I battered Kelly Brook after she has triumphed on the scales? I will dominate in the ring - where it matters." Ellison upbeat, vivacious at the podium: "My jugs have already trounced Laetitia's jugs," Ellison announces proudly, "Now, it's only a matter of finishing up on the rest of her. I challenge Laetitia to fight me like a woman - slug with me honestly, and I will win. Punch for pounch, Casta cannot hope to stand against THESE! (proudly cups jugs to hoots of approval. Scowling Casta crossing her arms, clearly not impressed.) Jen in black bikini with white polkadots - deep scoop front; white gloves; beach hair loose, blonde and long. Casta in dark bikini adorned with metallic shapes (triangles, circles, squares etc - see recent Technetium photo ref); white gloves; brunette beach hair curly, loose and long.

During R1: Casta taking the bait - she closes with Jennifer, riding left hand in behind Ellison's head, pulling her close. Casta sliding an oily right uppercut cut; turning on a smooth left hook - Ellison taking muscular, sliding clout early. Jen trying to answer back - getting outhit early as Casta slugs, then slides either arm behind Jen's head, neatly holding and hitting her in supple fashion. Girls get tummy to tummy/jug to jug, tumbling about in the grasp. Cauldron established at one point: both girls' left hands round behind the other's head, pulling the opponent forward onto rising right hands underneath. Again, Casta getting the better of Jen's tummy and breasts, beating blonde to ropes: Ellison clinches with concerned frown, gets ref's break. Down the stretch, Jen extending left hand to Casta's left shoulder; Casta lifting her left hand and pawing at Jen's breasts: Ellison ROARS over the top a slopping right hand, taking 'Tish clean to jaw! Casta ROCKED - spun to her right and sent staggering to ropes. Laetitia draping her right arm over top rope, sagging into cables: Ellison pushes in, bodying Casta flat and POURING it to French jug. Glorious, plowing work - Jennifer in there close, shrugging her leather in, bunching up French meat: Casta gurgling, legs trembling as she finally clinches, holding squirming Briton close.

R2: Jennifer on the attack - Casta still woozy, can't hold ground against rampaging blonde. Ellison reaching under Casta's arms, bodyiing her to ropes - thick pounding of tummy cramps Laetitia up, sitting her in ropes. Job of work for Ellison to lean in and stack Laetitia up - blonde arms writhing with brunette's, pushing them away to expose those whopper continental hooters. OH, THE POUNDING! Ellison able to push and pound away to her heart's content - stacking Casta up and plowing her sloshing rights and lefts. 'Tish in a bad way, desperately trying to tie up: Ellison VERY aggressive breaking the clinches, working hard against Laetitia, squirming to free up a mitt. After 2 minutes, Casta rallies - still riding the ropes, but holding and hitting well: working Jennifer's tummy with right hands, then pulling her head down. Bell: girls still struggling with each other - Casta managing to reverse field and push Ellison into ropes.

R3: Ellison pounding right hands into Casta's stomach: workmanlike, pumping blasts - very beefy - Ellison stepping forward as Laetitia gives ground. Casta earmuffed up, grunting as her body bears the brunt - she backs up a bit, then swats back a brisk right/left/right, clubbing Ellison's ears to force HER to cover up earmuff. Casta goes to Ellison's tummy with reprisal rights - Laetitia's buttocks and breasts jolting with the effort of her punches: Jennifer grimacing, stooping forward behind her mitts, absorbing, then slopping back rights and lefts to Laetitia's head. Casta covers up - Jenny goes right at her: that's the way of it. Right hand deployed mindlessly, beefily amidships - girls clubbing each other's jugs and faces in spots to take initiative from each other. Ellison very strong, very aggressive early, but Laetitia steadily overhauling her blonde, clearly punishing Jennifer toe-to-toe. Bell: Ellison tremble-bodied, visibly shaken; Laetitia nostrils flaring, chest heaving - she finishes up a tempestuous slugging round the stronger, more assertive vixen.

R4: Ellison slow off her stool, mouthbreathing: Casta sees it, forms earmuff, hunkers down, inviting Jen to punch. Ellison snarling, obliges - turning into thick, sidearm rights hard against Laetitia's waist. Thick spank sounds out, shaking French chassis, but 'Tish stands firm, answers back clip-clap-clop rights and lefts up top, buffetting Jennifer off balance. Blonde forms hasty earmuff, rocked: Casta goes to Jen's breadbasket with right hands - her left hand cupping Jen's arm, steadying her for harm. Brutal give and take results as Ellison takes her turns, but it's too expensive. Laetitia's winning the tit for tat, using up Ellison faster than the Brit can use Casta up in turn. Bell: Laetitia flushed with punishment, but eyes blazing fierce at the sight of demoralized Ellison straggling back to her corner.

R5: Ellison pawing her left, leaning into sumptuous right: Casta reading it well, slipping down and to her left, gets under the blast, reaches for Jen's waist, bodies her to ropes. Tish smothering Jen against cables, cramming in with rights to tummy: Ellison grumpy, getting bullied - Laetitia's imposing will. Casta working methodically - she softens Jen up to tummy, then Casta reaches in under blonde arms, chesting her heavy to ropes and slopping away to jug. Good healthy wallop - Casta tightening up stroke, elbows in as she clouts to rack - then French girl puts her weight on Jen, pushing her deep to ropes. Deeply discouraging for Ellison - she's getting worked over savage, can't get her weight forward, can't protect her chest. Ellison snivelling, trying to tie up, but Casta too strong - constantly fighting through the clinch, bodying Jen to ropes, then pounding at her goods. Too much Casta - French tummy and tits dominating her proud British counterparts - poor Ellison just can't get her back off the ropes, can't tie up effectively. Beating proceeds in fits and starts - 'Tish in no hurry - but the accumulated effect demoralizes Jen. Down the stretch, blonde openly blubbering - just trying to push Laetitia off, no longer punching. Ref has no choice but to step in and stop this thing. TKO5 'Tish Casta.

After: Ellison sobbing - Casta pushing up off her and turning away with a bright smile: good day in the office for brunette veteran leaves Jennifer battered and thumped. CASTA WANTS MORE! With Jen bleating in protest, hungry Laetitia gathers blonde up with a strong right arm behind the back - brunette takes blonde for a strutting walk of shame. 'Tish presenting her conquest with a glowing smile - waving with her left hand as she slowly proceeds to each corner, stopping to pose Jen, pushing hair of Jen's face etc. Pretty meanspirited, but cross-channel boxing often hardens the hearts of the competitors.