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She gulped the ounces of spunk down, almost choking at the volume of the load. The world champ of sexfighting was known as KC. He was girthy, his cock put out huge cumms, but it looked like that last cumm really got to him. The scent of musk, the new...

She gulped the ounces of spunk down, almost choking at the volume of the load.  The world champ of sexfighting was known as KC.  He was girthy, his cock put out huge cumms, but it looked like that last cumm really got to him.  The scent of musk, the new jets of jizz, all of these attested to an orgy of sensations - all from two people.  

Her tummy felt full, like she’d drunk a rich malt, but parts of her still starved for more.  More cock, more sucking, more fucking, more crazed positions, more cum highs.  All of these - she wanted more.  

“Ready for round seven?” she growled, moving sinuously back towards his body.    He gripped her hair, seeming to be in less control than a few hours before.  It was looking better for the girl, the champion of Romania in her first meeting with him, the world champion.    

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“ JULY, 2005: THE SPANISH - GERMAN WAR:
After half a day and seven cumms apiece, the current champ of Madrid is slowly succumbing to the relentless muscle of the challenger, a well known German Prince.
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JULY, 2005:  THE SPANISH - GERMAN WAR:

After half a day and seven cumms apiece, the current champ of Madrid is slowly succumbing to the relentless muscle of the challenger, a well known German Prince. 

Witnessed by thousands on the web, the match will go on for hours.  It finishes as she is bent to the physical and psychological breaking point. 

The old champ, slick with exertion and exhausted by too many cums, will admit on webcam, that she can’t go on for another stroke.  The Prince wins!

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The Sexfight Champ of Milano hosts a visit from the sexfight Champ of Atlanta. They’ve both proven to be almost perfect foils for the other and the lead changes hands many times each day.

For most of today, her energy seems better than his. He’s gradually chosen to take the lower position. It’s a defensive move, and a smart one for him. He generally fucks defensively, conservatively, reacting to her on his back.

Frame One: Day Five, 10:20 AM: The Macho Milanese hurls another mighty salvo of strokes into the sexfighter from Atlanta thinking this might be just what breaks her. This is what he saved his energy for this morning. He does whatever it takes to make this bitch cum!

Frame 2: Day Five, 10:29 AM: They’ve both cum again, her first - then him, but this time, things have changed. He feels something critical. The relentless woman is still fucking HIM and his cock is 90% pain, 10% pleasure.

They both feel, one with hope, the other with dread, that they have shifted to end-game.

At 12:10 PM, his unconscious, used up body will lay supine on the wooden floor. His affectionate opponent will fetch a pillow, put it under his head, and offer water to the dessicated man when he wakes up.

Though she is glad to have prevailed, she too is sore - and well beyond satiation. They will discuss how they felt at different times in the match and for the first time they feel free to disclose how many times each felt almost sure they would succumb to the other.

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