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Wrestling With Desire: A Naughty Tale of Victoria Voxxx and Her Mature Toy
By coffin Sanch
The sun beat down on the plush mat, the wrestlers’ sweat glistening as they grappled. Victoria Voxxx, a leggy blonde bombshell, was locked in a heated scuffle with her brunette rival. Despite the fierce competition, lust bubbled beneath the surface, ready to erupt like a geyser.
Victoria used her yoga-toned physique to take control, pinning the brunette below her. Their eyes locked, the air crackling with sexual tension. Without warning, Victoria slid down, planting her bikini-clad crotch right onto her opponent’s face. The brunette moaned, lapping at Victoria’s dampness through the thin fabric.
“Mmm, eat that pussy,” Victoria hissed, grinding harder. She reached back, pulling aside the brunette’s bikini bottoms to reveal a puckered asshole. Victoria circled it with her finger before thrusting it in knuckle-deep. The brunette yelped, but her tongue only worked faster.
Slipping off, Victoria stripped completely, revealingfake huge tits and a freshly shaved mound. She produced a imposing strapon, mega for her dainty frame. The brunette paled, eyes wide as Victoria advanced.
“Oh yeah, you know what’s coming,” Victoria purred, flipping the brunette onto hands and knees. She took a moment to admire her prize – the quivering brown rosebud. Lining up the strapon, Victoria pushed in to the hilt. The brunette screamed, arching her back as she was brutally split open.
Victoria pistoned her hips, enjoying the hot vice grip on her phallus. She smacked the brunette’s ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint. Pulling out, Victoria commanded her whimpering opponent onto her back.
Blunt force trauma began anew as Victoria diluted ass-fucked the brunette, her own clit throbbing. She swept in for a kiss, their mixed saliva mingling. Leaning back, Victoria played with the brunette’s clit, coaxing little cries.
The brunette came hard and messy, gushing all over Victoria’s lap. It spurred her to tip over her own edge, grinding her pussy into the mat as orgasmic bliss crashed through her.
Spent and drenched in sweat, the two ladies collapsed together, a tangle of limbs and phosphorus blonde and inky brunette hair. They made out languorously, aftershocks still zipping through their bodies.
“Fuck, that was intense,” Victoria panted, once she could speak again. The brunette could only hum in agreement. Their little wrestling match had turned very filthy…but they wouldn’t have it any other way.
