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EMCASA Candy Lips Team Death Match: Ozana L and Bianca Juicy vs Alexis Ren and Sara C
Not every day at the lovely Spanish Foxy Corp estate could have a sexfight, but almost every day did. Megan had seemed pissed off that Bianca Juicy had been running the show after a few surprise wins, but now Megan didn't seem to care. She liked hosting parties, get togethers, and scheduling days out to flaunt her assets as well as her friends and how strong and sexy they were. Many of the fighting models had been out all day at a festival with music, food, dancing, drinking, etc. The tiled basement with the fighting cage was a popular place to cool down. Couches, a fridge, and several items had been added to the space to make it more like a party room.
It wasn't uncommon for some of the better and more experienced fighters to take on and tame a protege, teaching them discipline, new and effective styles of fighting, and how to be amazing in the sack. The Romanian brunette, Sara, had taken thin American blonde, Alexis Ren, under her wing. Alexis had been loyal like a puppy ever since Sara humiliated Alexis in a fight in Shadow Tower on Pongeo Island. Sara had worn down and fucked the fiery thin surfer girl several times with brutal beat downs and humbling sexual domination. Alexis didn't like crowds lately and especially when she was horny and wanting alone time with Sara. The twiggy blonde rolled her eyes and sighed as the basement was filled with spectators male and female. Alexis wore a skimpy black dress that looked crooked and like she didn't care. A thin line of black fabric went over her collar attached to the long sleeves. It looked like she wore two strapless black bras, but one was part of the dress. Alexis's lean tummy and navel were on display. She wore open toed black high heels. Many of the women who had gone to Megan's “dark” festival event had worn black. Alexis pursed her healing enhanced lips and put her hands on her hips. She couldn't decide if she wanted to be the aggressor with Sara to force some alone time, or if she wanted to just get on her hands and knees and start eating Sara's ass.
The kinky sexfighting fan favorite, Sara, was very popular no matter where she went. This was irritating to Alexis, who was a celebrity in the states, but looked over as a sexfighter. Sara had long brown hair kissed with blonde streaks from the sun. Her eyes were entrancing and could be so intense. Alexis wanted to suck the dark red gloss of Sara's voluptuous kissers. The strapless black dress on Sara's body fit her upper half snug with a thick silver studded belt clasped tight around her waist. The skirt part was so short that when Sara moved, it was frequent for the fabric to swish and for her butt cheeks and skin tight black boxers to be seen. Sara talked to the new Shadow Enterprises guy, Hudy. The man certainly had charm, connections, and good ideas. He was very easy to get along with, but Alexis wasn't a big fan of him due to the blossoming relationship between him and Sara. He wasn't bad looking; fit, some lean muscle, very tan skin, exuberant, energetic, and healthy, and with a touch of gray in his short black hair. He didn't dress that well anymore; mostly adorning casual apparel. Alexis had to walk over to Sara to get her girlfriend's hand back. Alexis smacked Sara's ass, and groped her possessively. Alexis put her hands in Sara's top. Sara and Hudy didn't really react at all. The Foxy Corp bots around all wore sunglasses, but seemingly had bigger facial reactions and ticks to Alexis groping Sara, considering they didn't smile or frown.
The current EMCASA bad girl and leader, Bianca Juicy, fiddled with a thin black spaghetti strap on her onyx colored dress to show off more cleavage. She was trying to tempt Hudy and many others with her enormous breasts. She glared at Alexis and said, “Adults talking now, you sniveling little rookie bitch. If I want to whoop up on some talentless, ugly hack, I'll whistle for ya.” Sara moved Alexis's hands, clenched her own fists, and got ready to say a vicious rebuttal.
Hudy cut in quickly, “Alexis has been fighting really well lately. Sara's training must be top notch.”
“They're both garbage,” black haired beauty, Ozana said. Juicy and Ozana laughed. Ozana, the up and coming Romanian sexfighter flirted with Juicy, rubbing her tight buns against Juicy's crotch. Ozana wore a sleeveless black dress with ruffles and frills on the skirt part, shoulders, and neckline. Unlike the well endowed Juicy, Ozana had on a black bra under her dress to give a little extra push and girth to her perky front. Juicy put her hand around Ozana's waist and on her belly.
“If you think we're trash,” Sara said, “put your money where your mouth is and fight us right now!” By now, the animosity was drawing a crowd. People cheered. Megan sighed, rolled her eyes, and puffed a dark purple vape cloud in disgust.
Juicy attempted to flex and intimidate, pulling her leg up. Ozana helped give Juicy's thigh an extra shove. The bustiest broad's lower appendage nearly kicked her own chin, and definitely separated her big juicy tits. Juicy raised an eyebrow to the giggling Ozana and then said to Alexis and Sara (mostly Sara), “That's what the cage is for. I'll stick this heel up your tight ass, Sara!”
“I'll break your fucking leg, ho!” Alexis chimed in.
“How about a team death match?!” Ozana asked. “I know I'm everyone's favorite now.” Ozana winked and blew a kiss. She gave Juicy a side hug, and posed for a few pics in this erotic embrace. Ozana added, “I'll partner with this fat cow of a bitch with the oversized udders. We'll fuck on top of your corpses, and then maybe I'll even break Juicy here with my jiujitsu.”
“Challenge accepted,” Juicy said, licking Ozana's armpit. Juicy shivered. She tongued Ozana's sweaty cleavage mounds, flushed, and trembled.
“What flavor is that for you?!” Hudy asked with scientific interest.
“Like I'd tell you what my favorite flavor is,” Juicy said. She scoffed and tossed her long black hair in Hudy's direction.
“You're not a favorite now, Ozana!” Alexis shouted. “You're no different than me! You got trained by Antonia just like Sara and at the same time, but you're not good, and you didn't turn into a mentor! Now you're whoring around trying to be a Foxy Favorite! Well, I don't care if you taste like my favorite food or dessert! I'm not interested. Your freak healing bullshit means nothing when you're covered in blood and dead under my buns, bitch!”
“You think you're going to sit on her face?” Juicy asked. “That's rich. Not as rich as Ozana. Mmm.”
“Did you all want the CLS Candy Lips Serum?” Hudy asked. “It's supposed to just affect your mouth and your most private area with whatever your personality, fighting style, and Feng Shui seem to push towards, but it is experimental. Even before a healing or with healing alterations like Ozana asked for, you could perspire a candy taste or have other bodily fluids also being sweet.”
“Don't say that Chinese crap and shit like Fang sway,” Juicy said. “Your eyes get all weird when you smile, but you look... Never mind. Yeah. Let's all have the CLS.”
“I hope after you die, your mutation to taste like everyone's favorite dies too,” Alexis said, shaking her fist in Ozana's face. Ozana shrugged and grinned like she knew she was going to keep her taste.
“How is the cage set up again?” Juicy asked. F1, the biggest and first male bot who always wore a suit and sunglasses stepped forward to answer.
“When the doors close it locks for five minutes,” Hudy said.
“Cool,” Juicy said, rubbing her hands together. “Keep it that way. Give me some of that sweet CLS, F1! Now, you stupid tin can!”
“You can't just take me into the cage for love making right away,” Ozana said, shaking her head and getting one of the female androids to inject her.
“You probably don't need the CLS,” Sara said, but Ozana got it anyway. Ozana pulled into her dress, pulled off her bra, and waved it like a trophy. Alexis snatched syringes from Hudy and then injected Sara in the booty. Alexis slammed the plunger of another serum with its needle tip in her own neck. She roared and began to bulk up a bit.
Juicy wasted no time. She kicked Alexis in the flank. All of the women would start fighting in their dresses and heels. The Foxy Corp androids pushed back the spectators to not get involved or hurt being too close to the fight. Juicy tried to stomp Alexis's foot and missed. Juicy's jugs jiggled. Alexis threw a big right punch. Juicy put her arms up to block. Her elbow deflected Alexis's fist. The blonde's knuckles slammed into the sideboob of the chestiest chick. Ozana kicked so high. Sara's eyes noticed Ozana's lacy black panties. The side of Ozana's foot slammed into Alexis's cheek and jaw. The leggy blonde flailed and crashed into the side of the closed cage. Juicy grabbed strapless bra cloth on her blonde foe and pulled. That cheap cloth part of the dress came off. Juicy kneed Alexis in the stomach. Alexis tried to block with her hands. Ozana spun, attempting a KO roundhouse to Alexis's grill. Sara hopped and countered with a powerful kick of her own, to protect her lover. Sara's black high heels were very heavy with a lot more shoe material than the open-toed versions the other women wore. Sara and Ozana's legs knocked. Sara grabbed Ozana under the armpits and tossed her backwards. Sara had to resist the urge to lick her own hands and fingers, smelling chocolatey goodness.
As Bianca Juicy hunched to throw gut busting punches, her big melons dangled. The serum dart she'd put into her tits had made her orbs grow and expand. Her fun bags flopped about and exposed her nipples which looked milky already. Juicy pounded a fist past Alexis's blockers into her abs. Alexis gasped. Juicy grazed Alexis's jaw with a punch. Sara kicked Juicy in the spine. Her tan back was bare there. Juicy's engorged bongos protruded as she arched her back. Alexis raked her nails over Juicy's boob, tearing dress cloth and drawing blood.
“I'll take Sara!” Ozana shouted, leaping back into the fray for a cross body slam. The gorgeous frames of the Romanian fighting females fit almost like puzzle pieces as they collided. Sara and Ozana went down. Ozana was on top. She elbowed Sara in the temple, bit her adversary's lip, sucked, and tried to throw some short jabs. Sara rolled over and sent Ozana tumbling with a big shove.
Alexis knifed a left handed punch into Juicy's kidney. The blonde with her belly on display had already pulled one strap of Juicy's dress off her arm. Juicy's knocker with the fingernail scratches on it looked even more swollen as Alexis plowed her patella into the meaty billowy flesh. Alexis slammed her elbow into the side of Juicy's head. Sara and Ozana sort of watched this happening. Juicy hit Alexis hard enough in the stomach to fold her, but unfortunately, Alexis's buckling reaction led to a headbutt to Juicy's face. Blood flew. Juicy flailed. Her back hit the wall. Alexis pulled on Juicy's dress, shredding it clean off her curvy body. The well endowed EMCASA leader was down to a see through black thong wedged tight between her sweaty legs. Alexis kicked Juicy in the face. The topless broad was barely able to block. Juicy spit blood, tried to shake off the head trauma, and raced forward. Alexis showed her kicking prowess. Her foot blasted Juicy's belly and her squishy underboobs. Juicy hung over Alexis's leg, looking weak. Alexis grabbed Juicy's hair, and forced the villain's face into the side of the cage door. Crimson flecked off Juicy's nose and face as she squealed in protest. Alexis raked her nails into Juicy's back and kneed Juicy between the legs from behind. Juicy's milky mammary mounds got pressed hard against the cage wire. Alexis snatched Juicy by the hair, dragged her into the cage, and slammed one of the doors shut. “Come on in and let's fuck her together before the kill,” Alexis said.
Sara shook her head and headed for the opening. Ozana threw her entire body into the door, to swing it closed with a CLANG! Alexis looked dumbfounded and enraged. Juicy impaled the blonde's foot with a heel. Alexis screamed, whipped around, and sent Juicy flying with an uppercut to the chin. The topless bimbo landed on her ass with her back against the cage so she was sitting up with her legs open and her arms and head drooped.
“You can't even handle the easy fight,” Ozana said, shaking her head. She grappled with Sara, showing better upper body strength. Sara crouched and kneed Ozana in the quad. Sara tripped Ozana and they released hands. When the Romanian rivals turned to face another, Ozana snatched Sara by the wrist. Sara kicked Ozana in the mandible. The model with the jet black hair, Ozana, fell down, and was not shy about keeping her legs open to exhibit her wet pussy. Sara wondered how long Ozana had been wearing no bottoms. Sara had respected Antonia's choice to be more of a lover with Ozana and to let Sara and Mandy chart their own paths as students, but Sara was finding that she wanted more intimate fighting or down time with Antonia and Ozana now.
“Pay attention, Love!” Alexis said, reaching through the cage grating to grab Sara's shoulder. “Give me your belt so I can tie her up in here.”
“I don't know,” Sara said, noticing Juicy stir. “She's getting up.”
“Just DO IT NOW!” Alexis demanded, getting anxious and handsy. Sara unbuckled her belt and forced it through a link in the cage. Sara's expanded bust made the dress top fold down and reveal her perky bosoms. Alexis turned with the belt just in time for Juicy to grab Alexis by the mouth. Juicy pushed Alexis's head down into a flying knee. Scarlet sprayed onto Sara's body. Sara tore off the rest of her dress. Her black boxers were skin tight and she had massive camel toe. Ozana slid on the ground to stab deep into Sara's calf with a kick. Ozana bounced up to the balls of her feet, shouldering Sara's stomach. Ozana plowed her palms into Sara's chest for the pressure point heart stopping blow. Sara's body swayed. She couldn't move her limbs temporarily. Ozana grabbed Sara's arm and jerked. Ozana didn't have time to drop to the ground for a submission move there as Sara began to resist. There was a pop sound as Ozana wrenched Sara's arm, and slung the topless Romanian over her shoulder. Sara's pert derriere hit the ground. Her vertebrae gave a shiver. She figured Ozana would go for another pressure point and dove onto the ground to evade. Ozana had flipped and aimed her heel at Sara's collar; only to miss and get recoil from slinging her body about so recklessly.
Inside the cage, Juicy had unarmed Alexis of the belt. She had weakened Alexis a little and had focused on embarrassing and stripping the blonde nude. Alexis's dress was like dark confetti on the black and white tiled floor in the cage. Alexis had Juicy in a headlock. The naked blonde slugged her pathetic Barbie proportioned bop bag in the face and breasts several times. Juicy choked and fingered Alexis. Alexis moaned. Juicy put her fingers to her own mouth, gasping. Alexis kneed Juicy in the crotch. Juicy's face turned blue, but she sucked on her fingers and said, “You taste like orange sorbet.” Sara was distracted by this revelation, and got her arm yanked painfully again. Juicy's tongue hung out. Her eyes rolled. Her body gave a spasm. Her tits shook, and then she passed out with her vulnerable neck in the crook of Alexis's arm.
“I bet you taste like trash, you ratchet cunt!” Alexis shouted, slamming her unconscious foe's back down hard. Juicy's delicious body automatically curled into the fetal position – or at least tried to. Alexis spread the raven haired damsel eagle with her arms and legs open wide. Alexis sat on Juicy's face and said, “Eat my ass, and die!” The lanky blonde grabbed upper rungs of the cage. She twerked and grinded, bumping her bean on Juicy's busted nose. The mounted maiden gained consciousness and flailed. Her mountainous breasts were like puffed ice cream cones with hard tip nips. Alexis spun around to see this, covering her mouth as her cooter got licked and slurped. Alexis hammered Juicy's tits, clapped them, and attacked to mar and destroy. Alexis wanted to rip Juicy's tits off. She pounded the mounds to sag to the side. Alexis bent over and licked Juicy's vajayjay. The naked blonde smacked her lips and sat back, suffocating the busty bisexual in tight Glutes. Alexis pinched and prodded the black and blue boobies of her opponent, saying, “She's so vanilla. … Cake and ice cream.” Alexis milked Juicy's teats and got a spray of lactate. It went into Alexis's mouth and was refreshing. Alexis dragged her tongue down Juicy's cleavage and belly line to the pool in her navel. Then Alexis brushed Juicy's bottoms aside with her nose and dove in for some French vanilla coochie.
“Don't get carried away!” Sara advised, blocking a neck strike from Ozana. Ozana hugged Sara in a clinch. She pulled on Sara's hair. Their legs tangled. Ozana smooched Sara. She tasted like heaven! No calories, no bloating; just the best flavors in the world dancing on and tantalizing Sara's tongue. Ozana pulled Sara's hair from behind and wrestled her to the ground.
“Yum,” Ozana said, winking. “Strawberries. I'll call you strawberry shortcake!”
The Romanian ground experts swung their arms with their hands laced. While sitting, their crotches bumped, scissoring, and tribbing. Ozana's dress flew up onto her creamy white thighs. There was a lot more perspiration and fluid than normal everywhere. Sara and Ozana kissed again. Sara's rack docked atop Ozana's. Ozana elbowed Sara in the chest and then the neck. Sara heard the doors to the cage click open. She heard Juicy and Alexis both moaning. Sara wrapped her legs around Ozana's back to keep her put. She tried to look, but Ozana scratched her face and pulled her hair. Sara heard several loud thuds and what sounded like Alexiss groaning and gasping. Ozana wrestled Sara's arms down. Sara attempted to snake her leg up around Ozana's neck. Then a shadow loomed over Sara's body. A razor sharp heel point stabbed Sara between the shoulder blades.
“This match is as good as over!” Ozana exclaimed, wriggling free of Sara's coil. Ozana stood up. Juicy grabbed and raised Sara's arms into the air. Ozana kneed Sara in the jaw. She stepped on Sara's belly and boob, trampling her. Sara squirmed, feeling new puncture wounds. Juicy's sweat drops were rich, creamy, and delectable.
“Get naked already, slut!” Juicy said, slapping Ozana's ass, and grabbing the dress from the back. Ozana patted her tooshie to be a tease. Juicy tore Ozana's dress off. The nude brunette skipped into the cage. Sara got up and ran for the cage door. Juicy jumped inside and slammed the door in Sara's face. Ozana went to the other door and shut it. Sara was locked out for five minutes. She sighed, but then grabbed the metal links with white knuckles, watching.
The topless vixen eyed her partner with hunger in her dark eyes. Ozana gave a stunned and bloody Alexis a peck on the lips. Ozana sat down and put Alexis in an arm submission. Ozana torqued Alexis's arm. The naked blonde shook her daze and cried in a shrill panicked tone. SNAP! Ozana broke Alexis's arm. Alexis shook like a leaf. Ozana then shifted into a leg submission. She fingered Alexis. When there was enough sticky goop on Ozana's fingertips, she sensually slurped it off. Juicy took Sara's belt, and tied it tight around Alexis's neck. Juicy kicked and attacked Alexis's throat. Alexis's body and neck looked elongated lick a tortured giraffe. SNAP! Ozana broke a leg. Alexis's head slammed back into the cage. She wailed in agony with her mouth agape. Juicy humped Alexis in the head and then tied the blonde's hands together behind her back against the cage rungs with Sara's belt. Ozana remained on the ground, transitioning to the other leg for gnarly bending and twisting. Ozana fisted Alexis in the glory hole and the B hole. Sara couldn't help Alexis as her foes purposefully had Alexis strung up sitting where the cage touched against the basement wall. Juicy grabbed a strap-on dildo from an android and got busy banging Alexis in the ear, the mouth, and then the armpits. Ozana wasn't even trying to cripple Alexis's leg that hadn't been broken now.
Finally after Alexis was fucked and finger banged nearly to death with fake jizz puddling in her busted mouth from Juicy's plastic shlong, the cage doors clicked open. Sara raced in.
“Too late!” Juicy taunted. The topless vixen bent over, dangling her prized hooters, and clutched Alexis's broken leg. The blonde's shaved private area slid on the tile, leaving an orange liquid substance behind; unless Sara was imagining it. Juicy ripped off Alexis's leg. A spout of gore painted the wall. Juicy licked the leg like it was a drumstick, and then slammed it over Alexis's head. Juicy rammed her rod into Alexis's mouth, putting her back to Sara. Ozana tore off Alexis's other leg, completing the team's dismemberment of Alexis's lower limbs. Ozana jumped up, wielding Alexis's leg like a battering ram. Sara kicked it out of her Romanian rival's hands. Sara rammed her head into Ozana's neck. The naked flavorful one slipped in bodily fluid and crashed into the cage on her hiney. Sara whipped around, expecting an attack from Juicy. Juicy put her hands on her hips and said, “I like strawberry, but I want to eat her.”
This betrayal distracted Ozana enough to let her guard down. Sara kicked Ozana in the side of the head. Sara dropped her knee cap down into Ozana's belly. She grabbed Ozana's wrist and jerked her opponent's shoulder out of the socket – pop! As Sara stood up, Juicy thundered forward, jiggling like a Baywatch babe. Sara tumbled out of the way. Juicy obliterated Ozana's pretty face with a patella smash. Juicy mounted Ozana, fucking her, kissing her, tasting her, and beating her while she was down and needing to recover.
Sara went over to her dying counterpart. Sara got her lips on Alexis's yoni. Juicy's vanilla flavor was a nice mix with the orange, but Sara was still angered by the treatment to Alexis. Sara got a strap-on for herself and motioned for Hudy, Robert, or other men watching to get in the cage next. Sara had a feeling the fight was about over and she thirsted for some serious humiliation and retribution. Sara made out with Alexis and porked her missionary as the legless blonde took her last breaths. With Alexis dead, Sara decided to wake Juicy from her gluttonous fornicating by snapping Alexis's neck. The blonde's open mouth still clung to the head of Sara's sex toy tip. Juicy tapped the shaft of hers against Ozana's sideboobs.
“Just you and me now,” Sara said.
“No,” Juicy said. “Ozana is on my team too, but I'll kill you both and have my fun and my fill.”
The Romanian powerhouse, Sara, adjusted her sleek black boxers. Juicy picked her thong wedgie. Juicy tried to impale Sara's shin. Sara blocked with her foot. Juicy reached for Sara's hair. Sara grabbed Juicy's add on. Sara yanked the stiff fake wang with murderous intent, splitting the plastic cylinder off its base. Juicy's body contorted as she tried to stay standing. Sara kicked Juicy just below the ribs. Juicy's eyes opened wide and watered. Sara pushed the detached dong between Juicy's jumping jugs on the way to gagging and silencing her with the hollowed out stick. Sara blocked a punch. Their knees knocked. Juicy blocked Sara's punch as Sara tried to break Juicy's teeth with a mouth punch. Juicy stupidly put her hands to the plastic in her mouth instead of just spitting it. Knuckles to the ribs and then a knee to the diaphragm folded Juicy once again. The topless lingerie model couldn't straighten up. She gasped with her hooters hanging down. Sara spun on the tile and leaped high with a devastating roundhouse kick. Juicy's jaw broke on contact. Her body spun and she flopped onto her naked cushioned front in a bloody daze.
“My first order of business is breaking you as you did to my Alexis,” Sara said, focusing on a feeble and barely rising Ozana. Ozana gave Sara the finger. She put her hands in the air, offering cunnilingus. Sara knew better than to fall for this trap. She grabbed Ozana's hand, broke three fingers, and then rammed her heel into Ozana's open mouth. Sara dropped her knee into Ozana's belly. She cracked Ozana's Cerebellum down onto the tile with a rocket punch downward into Ozana's eye. Ozana reached up for the cage to try and get up. Sara noticed Juicy army crawling on her huge boobs. Sara secured Ozana's grip onto the cage link and stomped Ozana at the elbow. CRACK!
The slithering snake, Juicy, passed on attacking Sara to munch Ozana's carpet. Sara wrapped Ozana's broken arm around her neck. Sara choked Ozana out with her own arm until it was too much pressure on the broken appendage, and the limb burst into two pieces. Sara kicked Juicy in the side of the head. Juicy rolled over on her back in ecstasy. Sara face fucked Ozana, running her hands through Ozana's hair. Ozana's sweat and tears spritzing into the air and Sara's mouth were delicious. Sara grabbed Ozana's ears and began twisting the head. Juicy touched herself, watching as Sara broke Ozana's neck ninety and then one hundred and eighty degrees. The dildo was ruined in Ozana's dead body now.
Clearly fatigued, Juicy still thought she could win. The deviant with double D's tried to tackle Sara. Juicy sliced her nails into Sara's shorts, depansting her. The feuding females spun. Sara threw Juicy. The black haired bimbo laughed, holding some of Sara's hair. Juicy didn't look where she was going and tripped over Alexis's corpse. Juicy twirled forward and crashed into the cage door chest first. One of the beefier male celebrities that Megan had been trying to hook up with had taken some serum and exposed himself. He held Juicy's wrists, and had no trouble sneaking his hard banana shaped member past Juicy's see through panties. He slammed his chest and body into Juicy's torso like a berserker. Sara grabbed another dildo. She accidentally pressed the release button, and realized there was serum in it. The cage doors opened, shaking off the guy busting a nut inside Juicy. Juicy shut that door, winking and blowing kisses to the male stud. Her ass was so tight over the thong in the back. Sara pulled Hudy into the cage and shut the door. She put serum onto her hand and forced Hudy to ingest some. She could tell he was intrigued, aroused, and curious to enter something like this.
Sara tried to unzip Hudy's khaki pants, but peeled the garment off his legs like a banana peel. From there, the button on his boxers couldn't contain his hard throbbing wood. Sara resisted the urge to jump into his arms and ravage him. He pointed to Juicy. Juicy swung a punch. Sara caught it. She twisted Juicy's arm. Juicy yelped. Sara squirted what was left of the CLS out of the dildo and then forced the phallus up Juicy's tight behind. Juicy's rump clenched and Sara spanked it hard. Sara chest bumped Juicy and the nearly nude brunette fell onto her hip. Sara said, “Come on, Hudy, let's double team her.”
“I'm not done!” Juicy protested. Sara kicked the sitting duck in the temple. Juicy flopped over. Her ear bled. Sara pulled Juicy up by her hair and then draped the loser over her shoulders in a fireman's carry. Sara dumped Juicy onto her dome, splitting skin at Juicy's hair line. The big breasted bad girl was as good as done. Hudy's earthy green eyes glanced at Juicy's heaving chest. Then he focused on Sara and cupped her ass.
The Romanian gal hopped and curled her legs around the man who'd introduced CLS and several other good and innovative things. He entered her and kissed her. He tasted like cherry limeade. They banged into the side of the cage in coitus several times. Hudy wanted Sara's arms up and her feet on the floor. He liked boob play and face to face first. Sara was able to turn around and get doggy style too, which Hudy seemed to enjoy with his firm hands covering and squeezing her perky orbs. Sara pulled the dildo out of Juicy's butt and beat her head with it. Juicy woke up. Sara planted the arch of her foot brutally into Juicy's neck. The pugilist in soaked panties hung on to life by adrenaline alone. Juicy got on her hands and knees to try and suck off Hudy. She had great form, using her hand to tickle his balls and rub it when her mouth wasn't over it. Hudy pushed her head away and didn't want oral or her touching his testicles. He held Juicy's arms in the air while Sara got down to tongue Juicy's pussy. Hudy fucked Juicy between the boobs while Sara tasted the bliss of three different women in Juicy's snatch. Juicy had a squirting orgasms right before Hudy unloaded a repressed and giant load of cum all over Juicy's slutty face and gigantic bosoms.
The naked Romanian and the well liked healer did not draw too much ire from a jealous crowd since they both were so likeable. Sara threw Juicy down like a sack of potatoes. She humped Juicy in the face and clamped her legs around Juicy's neck. Juicy was eager to please on her last signs of life. Hudy got on his hands and knees, holding Juicy's ass off the ground while he humped her with another full load and big boner full of cherry limeade baby batter. Sara swiveled her hips, cranking Juicy's neck to no return. Sara's tight rear touched the tile. Juicy's head and face were still burrowed into Sara's private area. Juicy's wet black hair bounced on her boobs. Each one of Hudy's thrusts clapped Juicy's tits into her own broken and bruised body and ribs. Sara saw the job Alexis had started in clawing Juicy's boobs. Sara pounded and groped Juicy's tits. Hudy winked at Sara and leaned in to kiss her. Juicy gave a couple last twitches, making Sara very horny atop her. Sara manhandled Juicy's tits, milking her dry for a dairy explosion fatality. Juicy's lactate looked strawberry with blood, but Hudy and Sara didn't bother to taste it. They had a hard time calming down and separating, yearning for each other and a longer duration of sex on serum. They were smart, poised, and willing to split to allow healers to come in and bag the three dead women.
“Sara, you fucking show off,” Megan grumbled. “Juicy's still in charge though when she gets back. I'll take over again for the time being.”
