Audrey Bitoni vs. Ahmo Hight in a Wolf Den Sexfight
After some major renovation the Wolf Den was set for its grand re-opening, as a special treat to the packed club a sexfight had been arranged, after a hot kiss from Jenna Jameson the co-owner and Wolf Queen of the den took to the stage, she wore a beltless robe her body on display for the punters to ogle.
Ahmo Hight was the one to meet Audrey Bitoni, arriving on the stage in a similar robe, but shrugging it off as she stepped onto the stage to leave her hardbody fully revealed, a big smile on her face as she looked over the Wolf Queen.
The Wolf Queen looked back at her, shrugging off her robe she gave the blonde a hungry smile, her toned pornstar body although not as muscular was clearly a match.
“Hey baby… I’m sorry I’m going to have to embarrass you on your big opening night, but we’ll still have fun,” says the blonde with a giggle, stepping forward towards Audrey.
Audrey confidently retorts, “Baby you lost the moment you dropped your robe!” She steps forward to meet her; hands ready to grab a hot hold.
“We’ll just have to see then,” Ahmo answers before stepping forward and groping both of Bitoni’s breasts.
Bitoni grabbed a handful of hair and pulls Ahmo to her eager mouth, her other hand groping a tit and pinches at the hardening nipple. Ahmo lets out a sudden yell as her hair is grabbed and she begins moaning into Audrey’s mouth as they make out. Her hand moves behind Audrey and gives her a firm spank on the ass as well. Audrey grunts in pleasure at the ass slap, she wrenches Ahmo’s face back from her mid kiss, “Only my baby gets to spank me like that…” she spits on the blondes face and licks it off.
Ahmo gasps and then gives Bitoni another spank on her ass in retaliation, defiant. Bitoni wasn’t in the mood, she slaps the muscle bitch across the face, dropping to her knee’s uppercuts her in the pussy.
The blonde immediately drops to her knees, yelling out as she holds her wounded snatch. “Owww…!” she whines.
Audrey face palms Ahmo to her back, with a smirk to the onlookers, she spits at Ahmo’s raw snatch rubs it in, then leans on devouring it, sucking on the bitch’s clit.
“Oh! Oh!” gasps Ahmo loudly, her back arching as she tried to wriggle away, her eyes rolling back. “J-Jesus Christ! Aaaaaaah…!” she moans.
“Mmm he can’t help you…” Audrey growls, with a glint in her eye she bawls her fist and forces it into Hight’s tight snatch.
“OH MY GOD!” shrieked Ahmo, paralyzed by the sudden hard fisting, not nearly lubricated enough and making it extra cruel as her eyes were wide, body quivering.
“Take it…” Audrey says with glee, thrusting repeatedly.
Ahmo Hight’s body moved and jiggled with each thrust of Audrey’s fist as she shook her head, trying to clutch the ground below her, screaming with tears running down the corners of her eyes. “No… no… no… no…. Aiiiieeee!” she shrieks, cumming painfully around Bitoni’s fist.
“Yes… yes… yes…” Audrey said gleefully, still fasting the hard body.
“Pleeeease stop!” wept Hight, her entire body thrashing painfully and writhing, unable to stop Audrey as she sobbed loudly.
Audrey kept fisting the whore, not relenting. the club crowd suddenly reacted to the Queen of Porn: Jenna Jameson emerging on stage from the opposite side, naked save for wearing a fur coat, she held the leash of a husky and smiled at the crowd.
Ahmo Hight lets out another screaming orgasm, her pussy absolutely ravaged as she convulsed and bucked wildly in agony, body twisting and squirming as she sobbed pathetically.
Jenna licks her lips watching her lover, when she is sure Audrey is satisfied she holds up a hand, a woman emerges behind her with a tray with 2 glasses of Audrey’s favourite whisky, Jenna downs one, and takes the second glass handing the leash to the server, “be a dear look after her…”
Jenna stands off with the other glass, letting her baby have her fun. Audrey pulls her fist out, she looks at it, then back at Ahmo, climbing on she vigorously trib fucks her.
Ahmo has a brief moment to rest, her throbbing pussy having been stretched quite a bit. But then Audrey was already back on top of her, turning her into a moaning, sobbing wreck all over again as she lays there, body flopping and jerking with each trib. “Fuuuuuuuck… Fuuuuuuuuck…!” cries out Hight, being used and abused like a fuck toy in front of the cheering crowd.
“FUCK YOU… trying to be my love… ” Audrey howls relentless trib fucking Hight. The crowd eggs the brunette on, Jenna watches on like a proud lover.
Ahmo Hight screams out another climax, this time being weaker than the others as her body worthlessly writhes and jerks against Audrey, her eyes rolling back in the head and she’s almost unconscious, whimpering and sobbing quietly.
Jenna smirks, looks at her nails until the sobbing subsides from Ahmo, she casually walks up fills her mouth with whisky from the other glass, grabs Audrey by the hair, pulling her to her feet and shares an alcohol filled kiss.
Audrey holds Jenna close as they share the whisky kiss, a good minute later they break forehead to forehead Jenna says, “That was dominant my love…”
“She insulted us.” Audrey growls.
“Yes she did…” Jenna agreed.
Ahmo curls up on her side now in the fetal position, still crying quietly, not able to do anything else right now.
They regard Ahmo like a piece of meat, then as one turn and in a loving embrace strut from the stage, as they exit Jenna nods to a technician that flips a switch to spotlight Hight’s humiliation.
Ahmo Hight feels the warm spotlight on her skin, hearing the crowd jeering at her as she picks herself up slightly, covering her chest and her throbbing pussy in an attempt to maintain any amount of modesty.
Ahmo curls up on her side now in the fetal position, still crying quietly, not able to do anything else right now. The couple regards Ahmo like a piece of meat, then as one turn and in a loving embrace strut from the stage, as they exit Jenna nods to a technician that flips a switch to spotlight Hight’s humiliation. Ahmo Hight feels the warm spotlight on her skin, hearing the crowd jeering at her as she picks herself up slightly, covering her chest and her throbbing pussy in an attempt to maintain any amount of modesty.
On the stage storms Kitana Lure in a latex red dress, the sexy Russian sneering as she takes Ahmo Hight by her hair and says, “If nobody else is going to claim her, then I will…” Ahmo whimpers and pleads, but she’s already being drug off the stage by Kitana Lure, who no doubt has wicked plans for the fit blonde tonight…