--- SEXFIGHTERS --- Ever wonder who the sexiest people on the planet are? How would you find that out?
Would a sexual contest help?
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Nicole’s attempt at control comes to a sudden end as she is made to feel as inconsequential as a sock puppet. Her entire pelvis and seemingly her abdomen are alternately filled and sucked out by a primal overwhelming thrust.
James hangs on the edges of an orgasm as a ring of pussy throttles his cock very close to cumming.
Antonella’s got a reputation for toughness that intrigues Eddie the pounder. Of course, they were dying to test each other.
“Keep Trying ya bastard! Try all you want. Every hard thrust you make, I’m going to repay you tenfold. We’ll see who’s squealing at the end of the night!”
Chris has been losing and is almost undone until she maneuvers to this couch. She needs to use this - it seems to be the only way now.
Chris is on the verge of putting Madeline away.
She reaches behind a cushion and retrieves a dildo, turns it back, sticking it in his face and cries: “Wait until I fuck YOUR asshole!”
She’s done her homework. She knows he’s got a thing for very strong, sexually demanding women. That’s why he sexfights.
He starts to falter.
His followers grimace.
She gains ground.
A few moves later, she’s strapped up and ready to give it to him. She glances back at the camera, knowing her fans are cheering.
Momentum solidly swings in her favor as she extends her dominant fucking. She starts to control the cock that had, until recently, been controlling her!
Soon, the hard body girl has Chris studding and gasping.
Madeline fucks him through a cum on that sofa, and leads him by his cock to different places in the house, screwing his brains out in different rooms.
Chris cumms repeatedly and she spends hours pounding the man into jelly.
Hours later, knowing he’s lost, Chris even starts to contribute to his own cumms.
Not content to let this vermin even have THAT amount of control, she stops him. “Oh NO! Fucker, it’s ALL mine!!!”
She jacks him, fucks him and chokes him - simultaneously.
“You’re MY little bitch!”
He cums again, passing out, his nuts empty and his ass wrecked.
“Wait ‘till ya wake up, bitch-boi. We’ve having a LOT more fun today!!!”
First, she beat the sexfighter assassin at his own game. She did it in her own bed, and sent out audio and visual to all her followers - live. She knew who’d be watching.
She then collects on the payoff. In hours of further ‘play’, she mercilessly drains the remains of the stud down to the edges of consciousness.
Next - she outfucks him PAST consciousness. He fades. She revels in taking yet another adversary, by proxy, down.
She looks up at the camera, smirks and taunts.
“See that, Ian? That’s ANOTHER one that couldn’t do it! You better quit sending these second stringers and notch up your game.”
The local champ, Marie Davis, is on her back, losing, and being taunted.
“Well look at you, Marie! Playing with yourself.
You musta liked that last one - lasted long enuff.
You just keep doin’ that an’ I’ll keep pounding that horny bod’ o’ yours ‘till it cain’t go no more.”
Steven Tygart seems on his way towards regaining what he lost to her, that title, months ago.
Her hand play, coming, as it has, right after a huge cum on her part can’t be a ploy. She’s starting to participate in her own draining. Steven can only smile at this. He knows that bodes well.
Marie is nearly indefatigable. She isn’t completely defeated yet either. This image merely shows a key point.
In the remainder of this match she claws two more cumms out of the challenger.
But the challenger remains in control overall. It takes more than seven additional cumms from her to reach her end, to reach the moment wher she says: “I can’t go on, You’ve won!”
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Dedicated to TheMaulerofWomen. One has to get beyond his name to understand him. He’s erudite, eloquent, educated, and shares a healthy interest in ‘breaking’. He’s wiped me out before, not with brute force (that doesn’t work with me) but with passionate moves and thoughts. That’s seduction, passion and skill.
I can’t find all the right words to really do him justice, but at least he knows the thought and emotion is here.