Vs Sexfight Rematch With Mandy Foxxx And Alora Lux

Title: “Lewd Lubrication: A Hardcore Catfight Rematch”

The sinful spectacle of female wrestling is a sight to behold – all those sweat-slicked bodies, straining against each other, breasts heaving, asses wiggling, the intoxicating scent of arousal perfuming the air. And when two such stunning specimens as Mandy Foxxx and Alora Lux square off in the ring, sparks are sure to fly, and not just from the snapping of their taut muscles as they tussle.

Earlier, these English roses had engaged in a heated exchange of words, their ripe, red lips curling into venomous smiles as they exchanged verbal jabs, each determined to assert superiority over the other. Mandy, with her taller, curvier frame and fiery red hair, had been the one to start the slander, deriding Alora’s comparatively less-endowed assets and mocking her face’s lack of cosmetic enhancement. The dark-haired minx wasn’t about to let such insults slide, snapping back with equal viciousness.

Now, they faced off in the ring, staring at each other with smoldering heat and outright hostility. Wearing only skimpy, black lace lingerie that spoke of their pole-dancing professions, their buxom chests rose and fell rapidly with each over-exaggerated breath. The crowd could feel the tension, the anticipation of what was to come, and they erupted into cheers when Alora made the first move, surging forward and hitting Mandy with a shoulder block to her midsection.

The auburn fare then went on the offensive, pouncing on Alora and wrapping her fingers around her blonde rival’s slender throat. Alora, however, was a skilled fighter, using her flexibility to hook her leg around Mandy’s and flip the aggressive vixen over onto her back in a matrix. Mandy stared up at her conqueror with wide, green eyes and a cute little “o” of surprise on her full, sleek lips.

Alora gave her opponent a wicked smile, caressing circles on the soft flesh of Mandy’s inner thighs before a harsh slam of her hand between them brought an exquisite yelp of protest. The stunning blonde gleefully squeezed and smacked the apple-red flesh of Mandy’s puffy pussy lips through her barely-there panties, clearly intent on reducing her opponent into a helpless puddle of arousal. Mandy squirmed and whimpered beneath the onslaught, but the searing heat already building between her thighs told her that she was getting off on every crude molestation.

Mandy was in for more though. Alora sidled up her body until she hovered over the redhead, and pounced, smashing their lips together in an aggressive, sloppy kiss. Mandy returned the kiss with ferocity, hungry moans vibrating against Alora’s mouth and her lithe fingers digging mercilessly into the blonde’s plump rear.

those tight, damp panties down to flutter at her knees, followed quickly by her own. Naked save for the flimsy tops to their lace sets, the two beauties came together again, all groping hands, nipping teeth and thrusting hips. Mandy took a trip down Alora’s body, licking a trail from the soft spot behind her kneecap to the juncture at the top of her legs. She inhaled deeply at the sight of Alora’s glistening, wet slit, sending her opponent into a fit of ecstatic moans when she eagerly tongued through her folds.

Continuing to feast on the blonde’s dripping sex, the auburn minx used two fingers to work the sensitive bud of her clit and massaged her pussy with the other hand. Whenever she wiggled two fingers past Alora’s hymen, the busty blonde screamed in blissful agony, her voluptuous breasts heaving and jiggling with the force of her cries.

The crimson-haired filly had not been idle, either. Wasting no time, she had straddled the four turgid limbs framing Alora’s flushed face, pinning the blonde’s head in the V of her thick thighs. Locking eyes, the triathletes divested between them, sharing the slickness of each other’s juices as they nibbled and suckled the pleated flesh of their sexes.

Obsessively tonguing Alora’s peachy pussy, the redhead was rewarded with a deluge of nectar gushing out, only made possible by the slick smearing of their rival’s couching nectar on her folds and deeper inside.

After a moon-long wrestling match, pumping limbs finally went limp, the loser resigning herself to the throes of electric convulsions, captured lips muffling their rivals completion. The victor – conquered.

Two ravenous queens had duked it out, and now laid dismantled, bodies glinting with perspiration as they came gasping for air, writhing against each other in residual pleasure. Jealousy and lust fought for dominance as onlookers gawked at their lover’s release. Their jealousies seeped into the air, only to be driven home seconds later by the erotic noises coming from their seasoned pussies. The earthy scent sent the audience spiraling into a fury, slamming fists into the canvas in an attempt to pick up the pace of the action.

Alora looked satisfied enough, a playful grin curl upon her lips as she caressed Mandy’s fiery cheeks. “Another match to you, hmm? Let it be a good lesson. Always looked the body, and never the face.”

Mandy could only pout, her tongue far too tired to move. It was, however, apparent who the dominant diva was. Alora climbed back on top of her lover, this time, straddling Mandy’s shoulders. “My, you sure are a pretty little thing when you’re all tied up.” obliged Alora with a flirty grin, before slowly making her way down the loser’s body. She splayed the redhead’s trembling thighs, bringing her soaked face mere inches from Mandy’s pulpy flower.

“Ready for round two?”