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Message Board Fights / Re: The conference & the elevator
« Last post by Danny Hard on Today at 07:18:46 AM »
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: No Rules in the basement
« Last post by Danny Hard on Today at 07:14:13 AM »I enter the blue arena in my bikini, choose a corner of the room and start warming up.
Try to concentrate on the fight and control my nervousness.
Breathe calmly, move quietly, stretch and flex my muscles.
I'm still assuming that my opponent will compete.
She won't back out at the last second, will she?
I enter the blue arena in my red bikini. Start to warm up. Looking you over as I'm stretching and flex for you. Trying to keep my nerves down
Well now, two young fighting bitches. I know Kelly very well as we have fought many times and she a dirty bitch. Not to sure about Danny, but I’ve heard she’s tough as well, hmmmm who shall I vote for???
Take your time!
We are just at the beginning of the poll fight!
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Wrestling / Swinger Club Vacation
« Last post by adventerer2003 on Today at 06:57:35 AM »I felt a bit ackward about entering the club. You never really know what to expect. How often do first time visitors walk into the huge open room full of couples watching, judging, and discussing the presence of new blood. (As soon as we speak, everyone will know we are vacationers.)
Christy felt the same way and squeezed my hand as we walked through the gently lighted club. We found a booth and sat. I looked at the ring in the middle of the room and took a deep breath.
An very attractive waitress walked up to us and asked what we would like to drink. She was wearing a white button down blouse, with the top three buttons missing. She was a curvy brunette in her thirties.
I couldn't help but smile back as I ordered whiskey. Her cleavage was pulling my eyes away from everything around me. I felt my wife kick my leg beneath the table as she ordered a glass of wine.
I turned to Christy and smirked. She squinted her eyes, but also smiled.
"Okay. I'll be back with your drinks. I'm Melissa. I'll take care of you tonight," she said, and then, turned and walked to the bar. I watched her shapely ass as she walked away. She was wearing a pair of black slacks.
"Just your type... pretty lady with a mermaid figure," said Christy.
"It's an adult club with swingers everywhere. You don't want me to notice the waitress?" I asked.
She gave me the same playfully threatening squint again. I laughed and shook my head. The moment definitely put me at ease, and I looked around the room to see the group of people giving their presence in this erotic club.
I read about this club a few months back, and messaged someone about it. I was intrigued at the "women's wrestling" event that occurs sometimes. This guy I had messaged shared the story of his wife wrestling another wife in a ring at the club. He told me they did some swinging with the other couple, and really enjoyed watching the wives wrestle!
This, of course, was right up my alley! Watching my wife, Christy, wrestle and catfight, is the climax of my erotic fantasies. I talked her into traveling a long distance to at least witness the live event with hopes that she would enter a wrestling contest against another attractive woman. I was so excited at the possibility of watching her getting rowdy in the ring in front of a large crowd.
Melissa brought us our drinks. She was smiling at me as she walked. I realized she was responding to me starring at her. My eyes went back and forth between her brown eyes and her bouncing bust. She was hot!
"Here you go," she said, as she set our drinks down. "So, what else can I do for you? Are you looking to meet a certain type of couple? Or, are you here for tonight's wrestling event? Any requests?" Melissa politely asked.
My wife spoke first. "So, how does this work? I mean, we would like to meet a couple, maybe about our age. My husband likes women with prominent asses and pretty faces. He loves tits, too, but is less specific on a size preference for those."
I didn't expect Christy to be so expressive about me straight out of the shoot. I think I blushed a bit.
Melissa continued her smile and said, "What about you..."
Christy replied, "Um, I don't know. Let's just start out meeting a couple and go from there."
"Sure thing," Melissa said. "I have had three couples express interest in you since you sat down. We waitresses get messages with their table numbers and the table number of their interests."
"Oh, and tell me about the women's wrestling event. Is this a set wrestling event with women brought in to wrestle? I heard that some husbands get their wives to wrestle each other. Is that a thing?" asked Christy.
"Absolutely! There will be a lot of husbands begging their wives to wrestle tonight! Usually, only a few get the nerve to do it, though. The first two matches will be ladies who wrestle for the company wherever they travel to do the events. Then, there is a call for those in the audience who request to wrestle. Some women take on a circuit wrestling girl who already wrestled. Husbands and boyfriends may be goading their lady to take on one of them they are hot for. Other couples, especially some who swing together, agree to the wives wrestling. Are you interested? I can put your name down in case you meet another woman here that wants to wrestle you."
"Wow! What a night this is going to be," I blurted out!
Melissa laughed. "Good, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. Your wife is gonna rock your world. A lot of wives chicken out."
Christy asked, "What about you? Has your man watched you wrestle here?"
Melissa glowed. "Yes! My boyfriend was here the last time we had the women's wrestling event. He begged me for weeks to put my name on the list. I kept telling him "no," but then I would tease him about getting my top pulled off in a fight." She giggled and held her hands in the air as she swung her shapely hips back and forth. Her cleavage jiggled, and I noticed her nipples hardened behind the tight, white blouse. I got a boner!
My wife slipped her foot out of her shoe and placed it on my crotch. She looked at me with squinted eyes.
Christy said, "So you went through with it?"
Melissa replied, "Yes, I challenged a "Barbie" in the wrestling circuit. She lost her match against a brunette in the first event. I hoped she would be tired, since it looked like a tough match. I definitely didn't want the winner. Plus, my boyfriend was rooting for the blonde in her first match. He had a boner for her."
I was extremely turned on. I asked, "So did you beat her?"
Melissa gave a sexy frown. "No. She is very experienced. I'm green. I've had very little experience. You know... a few chicken fights at the pool, and some wrestling around at slumber parties in my younger days. I'm fiesty, but, not in the same league as the company wrestlers."
My wife was rubbing my boner with her foot.
I said, "I bet your boyfriend was proud of you. He'll never forget that night."
Melissa smiled and starred into my eyes. I noticed her shifting her hips slightly as I held eye contact with her. I think I hit a nerve, so to speak. My eyes looked to her cleavage.
Melissa looked down at her bust and responded, "I lost these buttons in my fight. I was wearing this blouse a couple of months ago when the wrestlers were here. I decided to wear it tonight as a sort of badge earned in the ring. What do you think?"
My heart was pounding. "I think that's hot! What a fantastc reason to wear it!"
I noticed movement in my wife's direction. She was unbuttoning her blouse. She pulled the top of her blouse apart, showing ample cleavage. My eyes lusted for Christy's tits. I wanted them totally exposed!
Christy gave a challenging glare and said, "My husband has a serious fetish, and you are teasing him. Are you sure you want to do that?"
Melissa looked back at me with a yearning look in her eyes. "Do you want to see us fight?"
My dick began twitching! It became hard as steel!
I cleared my throat and answered, "Yes." I was suddenly silent as my head spun in disbelief. My hot, curvy, red-headed wife, who is in her mid-forties is going to wrestle this hot, flirtatious, brunette waitress. I imagined she was mid-thirtes. She looked to be a few pounds lighter than my wife. Her tits seemed to be comparable to my wife's 38Ds. Her ass was a little smaller than Christy's. It was ample and shapely and I was quivering at the thought of these two curvy babes fighting in the ring at a crowded swingers' club. I began imagining the two hotties rolling around in the ring!
Melissa pulled out her phone and was texting. She looked at Christy. "Okay, sweetheart, it's you and me later. I'll come get you later. You can wear whatever you want in the ring. It's an adult club. We have to meet with the official for rules and sign some papers before the fight."
Christy replied, "Sounds good. I brought something to wear. My husband loves your big ass. He loves seeing my big butt in a thong. Maybe, consider something for maximum exposure."
"Already done," said Melissa. Then, she looked at me, and said "I really hope you enjoy watching me tangle with your wife. No hard feelings...whatever happens. I understand if you cheer for your wife, but it wouldn't hurt my feelings if I heard an encouragement or two from you." Then, she gave me a sexy wink, and turned to walk away.
I gazed at her ass as she walked away. My wife charged me and held her face in mine. She held my balls in a death grip, but began kissing me.
Within a few seconds, we heard someone speak... "Hi! Melissa said we should meet."
We looked at the couple standing at our table, and adjusted ourselves into our seats.
"Hey, I'm Bobby, and this is Christy. Please, join us."
Christy smiled and said, "Hi!"
The lady said, "I'm Andrea, and this is my husband, Dieter." They sat down with us and Dieter asked, "Decided to tour the club while on vacation?"
We laughed and I replied, "Exactly!"
Christy felt the same way and squeezed my hand as we walked through the gently lighted club. We found a booth and sat. I looked at the ring in the middle of the room and took a deep breath.
An very attractive waitress walked up to us and asked what we would like to drink. She was wearing a white button down blouse, with the top three buttons missing. She was a curvy brunette in her thirties.
I couldn't help but smile back as I ordered whiskey. Her cleavage was pulling my eyes away from everything around me. I felt my wife kick my leg beneath the table as she ordered a glass of wine.
I turned to Christy and smirked. She squinted her eyes, but also smiled.
"Okay. I'll be back with your drinks. I'm Melissa. I'll take care of you tonight," she said, and then, turned and walked to the bar. I watched her shapely ass as she walked away. She was wearing a pair of black slacks.
"Just your type... pretty lady with a mermaid figure," said Christy.
"It's an adult club with swingers everywhere. You don't want me to notice the waitress?" I asked.
She gave me the same playfully threatening squint again. I laughed and shook my head. The moment definitely put me at ease, and I looked around the room to see the group of people giving their presence in this erotic club.
I read about this club a few months back, and messaged someone about it. I was intrigued at the "women's wrestling" event that occurs sometimes. This guy I had messaged shared the story of his wife wrestling another wife in a ring at the club. He told me they did some swinging with the other couple, and really enjoyed watching the wives wrestle!
This, of course, was right up my alley! Watching my wife, Christy, wrestle and catfight, is the climax of my erotic fantasies. I talked her into traveling a long distance to at least witness the live event with hopes that she would enter a wrestling contest against another attractive woman. I was so excited at the possibility of watching her getting rowdy in the ring in front of a large crowd.
Melissa brought us our drinks. She was smiling at me as she walked. I realized she was responding to me starring at her. My eyes went back and forth between her brown eyes and her bouncing bust. She was hot!
"Here you go," she said, as she set our drinks down. "So, what else can I do for you? Are you looking to meet a certain type of couple? Or, are you here for tonight's wrestling event? Any requests?" Melissa politely asked.
My wife spoke first. "So, how does this work? I mean, we would like to meet a couple, maybe about our age. My husband likes women with prominent asses and pretty faces. He loves tits, too, but is less specific on a size preference for those."
I didn't expect Christy to be so expressive about me straight out of the shoot. I think I blushed a bit.
Melissa continued her smile and said, "What about you..."
Christy replied, "Um, I don't know. Let's just start out meeting a couple and go from there."
"Sure thing," Melissa said. "I have had three couples express interest in you since you sat down. We waitresses get messages with their table numbers and the table number of their interests."
"Oh, and tell me about the women's wrestling event. Is this a set wrestling event with women brought in to wrestle? I heard that some husbands get their wives to wrestle each other. Is that a thing?" asked Christy.
"Absolutely! There will be a lot of husbands begging their wives to wrestle tonight! Usually, only a few get the nerve to do it, though. The first two matches will be ladies who wrestle for the company wherever they travel to do the events. Then, there is a call for those in the audience who request to wrestle. Some women take on a circuit wrestling girl who already wrestled. Husbands and boyfriends may be goading their lady to take on one of them they are hot for. Other couples, especially some who swing together, agree to the wives wrestling. Are you interested? I can put your name down in case you meet another woman here that wants to wrestle you."
"Wow! What a night this is going to be," I blurted out!
Melissa laughed. "Good, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. Your wife is gonna rock your world. A lot of wives chicken out."
Christy asked, "What about you? Has your man watched you wrestle here?"
Melissa glowed. "Yes! My boyfriend was here the last time we had the women's wrestling event. He begged me for weeks to put my name on the list. I kept telling him "no," but then I would tease him about getting my top pulled off in a fight." She giggled and held her hands in the air as she swung her shapely hips back and forth. Her cleavage jiggled, and I noticed her nipples hardened behind the tight, white blouse. I got a boner!
My wife slipped her foot out of her shoe and placed it on my crotch. She looked at me with squinted eyes.
Christy said, "So you went through with it?"
Melissa replied, "Yes, I challenged a "Barbie" in the wrestling circuit. She lost her match against a brunette in the first event. I hoped she would be tired, since it looked like a tough match. I definitely didn't want the winner. Plus, my boyfriend was rooting for the blonde in her first match. He had a boner for her."
I was extremely turned on. I asked, "So did you beat her?"
Melissa gave a sexy frown. "No. She is very experienced. I'm green. I've had very little experience. You know... a few chicken fights at the pool, and some wrestling around at slumber parties in my younger days. I'm fiesty, but, not in the same league as the company wrestlers."
My wife was rubbing my boner with her foot.
I said, "I bet your boyfriend was proud of you. He'll never forget that night."
Melissa smiled and starred into my eyes. I noticed her shifting her hips slightly as I held eye contact with her. I think I hit a nerve, so to speak. My eyes looked to her cleavage.
Melissa looked down at her bust and responded, "I lost these buttons in my fight. I was wearing this blouse a couple of months ago when the wrestlers were here. I decided to wear it tonight as a sort of badge earned in the ring. What do you think?"
My heart was pounding. "I think that's hot! What a fantastc reason to wear it!"
I noticed movement in my wife's direction. She was unbuttoning her blouse. She pulled the top of her blouse apart, showing ample cleavage. My eyes lusted for Christy's tits. I wanted them totally exposed!
Christy gave a challenging glare and said, "My husband has a serious fetish, and you are teasing him. Are you sure you want to do that?"
Melissa looked back at me with a yearning look in her eyes. "Do you want to see us fight?"
My dick began twitching! It became hard as steel!
I cleared my throat and answered, "Yes." I was suddenly silent as my head spun in disbelief. My hot, curvy, red-headed wife, who is in her mid-forties is going to wrestle this hot, flirtatious, brunette waitress. I imagined she was mid-thirtes. She looked to be a few pounds lighter than my wife. Her tits seemed to be comparable to my wife's 38Ds. Her ass was a little smaller than Christy's. It was ample and shapely and I was quivering at the thought of these two curvy babes fighting in the ring at a crowded swingers' club. I began imagining the two hotties rolling around in the ring!
Melissa pulled out her phone and was texting. She looked at Christy. "Okay, sweetheart, it's you and me later. I'll come get you later. You can wear whatever you want in the ring. It's an adult club. We have to meet with the official for rules and sign some papers before the fight."
Christy replied, "Sounds good. I brought something to wear. My husband loves your big ass. He loves seeing my big butt in a thong. Maybe, consider something for maximum exposure."
"Already done," said Melissa. Then, she looked at me, and said "I really hope you enjoy watching me tangle with your wife. No hard feelings...whatever happens. I understand if you cheer for your wife, but it wouldn't hurt my feelings if I heard an encouragement or two from you." Then, she gave me a sexy wink, and turned to walk away.
I gazed at her ass as she walked away. My wife charged me and held her face in mine. She held my balls in a death grip, but began kissing me.
Within a few seconds, we heard someone speak... "Hi! Melissa said we should meet."
We looked at the couple standing at our table, and adjusted ourselves into our seats.
"Hey, I'm Bobby, and this is Christy. Please, join us."
Christy smiled and said, "Hi!"
The lady said, "I'm Andrea, and this is my husband, Dieter." They sat down with us and Dieter asked, "Decided to tour the club while on vacation?"
We laughed and I replied, "Exactly!"
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: The Rematch Irish Heather versus MorganCatfights
« Last post by marlu Queen on Today at 06:52:09 AM »The pushing and pulling between the busty girls happens trying to get a clearer view of the fight... you can do it Heather!
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Members Catfight Polls! / Re: No Rules in the basement
« Last post by BeckyCat on Today at 06:49:57 AM »I enter the blue arena in my bikini, choose a corner of the room and start warming up.
Try to concentrate on the fight and control my nervousness.
Breathe calmly, move quietly, stretch and flex my muscles.
I'm still assuming that my opponent will compete.
She won't back out at the last second, will she?
I enter the blue arena in my red bikini. Start to warm up. Looking you over as I'm stretching and flex for you. Trying to keep my nerves down
Well now, two young fighting bitches. I know Kelly very well as we have fought many times and she a dirty bitch. Not to sure about Danny, but I’ve heard she’s tough as well, hmmmm who shall I vote for???
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Celebrity Fights- Polls / Shruti Haasan vs Jacqueline Fernandez
« Last post by ibarfi1000 on Today at 06:29:46 AM »Jacqueline Fernandez vs Shruti Haasan
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Message Board Fights / Re: The conference & the elevator
« Last post by FitOfficerWife on Today at 06:11:27 AM »Finally, I manage to break her grip and begin to get her hands under control. I get ahold of her left wrist and pin it to the floor. Before I can grab her right, I feel her hand slip into the narrow straps of my thong. I can feel as she intertwines her fingers into the material. The thong starts to dig into me... not comfortable, but not excruciating either.
I am secure in the position. My legs spreading her wide, giving me a sturdy base. I reach back and wrap my left hand over hers, ensuring she can't let go of my thong. Initially, I push as she pulls, but suddenly I yank up as if to assist her in ripping it off me.
As the material pops, I can't stifle the groan as it rubs, digs, burns against my pussy. But with the momentum of the material giving, I use that momentum to slam her right hand down to the floor next to her head.
I look deep into her eyes and smile as I hold on to this classic grapevine pin. Then, plop my full weight on her again. Pushing her hands closer together, then crossing them over her head. I pin both hands to the floor, holding them at the wrist using my left hand and body weight. My right gabs the thong, still intertwined in her hand, and begin wrapping it around her wrists and tie her arms together.
I am secure in the position. My legs spreading her wide, giving me a sturdy base. I reach back and wrap my left hand over hers, ensuring she can't let go of my thong. Initially, I push as she pulls, but suddenly I yank up as if to assist her in ripping it off me.
As the material pops, I can't stifle the groan as it rubs, digs, burns against my pussy. But with the momentum of the material giving, I use that momentum to slam her right hand down to the floor next to her head.
I look deep into her eyes and smile as I hold on to this classic grapevine pin. Then, plop my full weight on her again. Pushing her hands closer together, then crossing them over her head. I pin both hands to the floor, holding them at the wrist using my left hand and body weight. My right gabs the thong, still intertwined in her hand, and begin wrapping it around her wrists and tie her arms together.
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Sexfighting and Titfighting / Re: School days, International Affairs - Dethrone
« Last post by Maria Curves on Today at 05:01:52 AM »Good work till the very end i was sure about this being a draw but a twist of events was not a bad thing here.
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Fictional Catfight Polls! / Re: Hardcore Tit to Tit Collision
« Last post by barnana on Today at 04:54:13 AM »The titties can’t let the pride die. They’ll fight with every ounce of strength they have and try to emerge victorious.
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Producer Announcements / RAIN0200 Revenge featuring Bambi, Domi, Ivy Rain & Princess Nikki
« Last post by MrRain on Today at 04:25:41 AM »https://t.clips4sale.com/z/c/29043245?source=studioshare
For our 200th release we present this feature length commissioned custom featuring nude wrestling, sexfighting and lesbian domination.
The first 20 minutes see Domi, Ivy Rain and Princess Nikki nude wrestling, with the last 40 minutes featuring sexfighting and lesbian domination with Bambi, Ivy Rain and Princess Nikki.
Ivy is stretching in a thong bikini, with an angry face when Nikki comes in also in a thong bikini and asks her what she's doing?
Ivy says, "waiting for bambi. She embarrassed me last time she was here and I'm getting her back!!"
Nikki laughs and says "bambi beat you? Really?"
Ivy says "Jasmine beat you!!"
And Nikki grabs her face angrily and says "Jasmine beat us both, do not rub that in my face again"
And Domi comes in naked and says" What are you two doing in here? I've got this area booked for training."
Ivy moves Nikki aside and says " Not anymore, I'm waiting for Bambi. Beat it!!"
Domi shoves Ivy into Nikki knocking them both over and from there the fight is on. Starts off kinda back and forth but quickly Domi takes the lead.
Giving both of them wedgies and Domi says, " Why are these on anyways? If your gonna fight me, your gonna fight me naked"
Domi then strips them both and puts them through holds until finally they both beg her to make it stop. She says to make it end they have to kiss her ass. They look at each other in disgust but do it.
She then stands them up and spanks their ass as she walks out saying " Thanks for the workout losers".
Then Bambi comes in right after in a thong bikini and asks what happened here?
They explain what happened and Ivy says she was waiting for her to get payback for being beaten by Bambi. And Bambi laughs at them.
Nikki grabs Bambi, throws her down and says angrily, " I am tired of being laughed at!!" Then Ivy and Bambi attack Bambi stripping her and fingering her. Their dominance is short lived as Bambi starts doming them. Fingering them, sitting on their face and what have you. After a while, Nikki and Ivy are fairly exhausted and can barely block attacks. Bambi then makes them kiss her feet. They argue at first but submit to her. She demands Nikki to crawl and get a strap on.
Ivy says " What?? No. You can't!"
Bambi says " I didn't tell you to stop kissing my feet."
Ivy gives an angry snarl and starts kissing again. NIkki comes back with the strap on and Bambi demands they kiss her ass while she puts the strap on. They do and Bambi shakes her ass a little bit.
Then she says, "You two are going to arm wrestle. Loser gets fucked."
Nikki and ivy arm wrestle 2 out of 3. Ivy loses. Nikki is made to suck the strap on and then Ivy gets fucked while eating out Nikki. Bambi stands them up and spanks their asses and makes them worship her breasts as one final hurrah.
For our 200th release we present this feature length commissioned custom featuring nude wrestling, sexfighting and lesbian domination.
The first 20 minutes see Domi, Ivy Rain and Princess Nikki nude wrestling, with the last 40 minutes featuring sexfighting and lesbian domination with Bambi, Ivy Rain and Princess Nikki.
Ivy is stretching in a thong bikini, with an angry face when Nikki comes in also in a thong bikini and asks her what she's doing?
Ivy says, "waiting for bambi. She embarrassed me last time she was here and I'm getting her back!!"
Nikki laughs and says "bambi beat you? Really?"
Ivy says "Jasmine beat you!!"
And Nikki grabs her face angrily and says "Jasmine beat us both, do not rub that in my face again"
And Domi comes in naked and says" What are you two doing in here? I've got this area booked for training."
Ivy moves Nikki aside and says " Not anymore, I'm waiting for Bambi. Beat it!!"
Domi shoves Ivy into Nikki knocking them both over and from there the fight is on. Starts off kinda back and forth but quickly Domi takes the lead.
Giving both of them wedgies and Domi says, " Why are these on anyways? If your gonna fight me, your gonna fight me naked"
Domi then strips them both and puts them through holds until finally they both beg her to make it stop. She says to make it end they have to kiss her ass. They look at each other in disgust but do it.
She then stands them up and spanks their ass as she walks out saying " Thanks for the workout losers".
Then Bambi comes in right after in a thong bikini and asks what happened here?
They explain what happened and Ivy says she was waiting for her to get payback for being beaten by Bambi. And Bambi laughs at them.
Nikki grabs Bambi, throws her down and says angrily, " I am tired of being laughed at!!" Then Ivy and Bambi attack Bambi stripping her and fingering her. Their dominance is short lived as Bambi starts doming them. Fingering them, sitting on their face and what have you. After a while, Nikki and Ivy are fairly exhausted and can barely block attacks. Bambi then makes them kiss her feet. They argue at first but submit to her. She demands Nikki to crawl and get a strap on.
Ivy says " What?? No. You can't!"
Bambi says " I didn't tell you to stop kissing my feet."
Ivy gives an angry snarl and starts kissing again. NIkki comes back with the strap on and Bambi demands they kiss her ass while she puts the strap on. They do and Bambi shakes her ass a little bit.
Then she says, "You two are going to arm wrestle. Loser gets fucked."
Nikki and ivy arm wrestle 2 out of 3. Ivy loses. Nikki is made to suck the strap on and then Ivy gets fucked while eating out Nikki. Bambi stands them up and spanks their asses and makes them worship her breasts as one final hurrah.
