a recent commission for two sexy fast food mascots going at it
The flame war had been relentless. In one fell swoop, Wendys had conquered Twitter with a series of scathing and sassy comments about everything from their own food to other accounts. In particular, they got huge by taunting McDonalds for their inferior food. It was only so long before McDonalds returned fire, but by the Wendys had such a following that she was effectively bulletproof on social media. The gauntlet had to be thrown down and Miss Mcdonalds was sure to accept the challenge to her throne.
Wendy was surprised but amused to see that the personal account of Miss McDonalds herself had messaged her with the challenge. The freckled cutie broke into a massive grin at the proposal, and the personified restaurants started to hastily arrange the meeting. If McDonalds couldn’t resolve things online, she’d show Wendy who was top of the fast food game in person. A bedroom was prepared on neutral ground (that is, not on any property owned by either of the powerful women) and decorated with all the restaurant paraphernalia they could scrape together.
Wendy was easily recognized as she switched on the webcam. The freckled redhead wore peppermint-striped leggings and a blue and white bikini with a skirted bottom, the words "Eat fresh" printed across the crotch. Her hair was tied back in twin pigtails and the mascot looked to be in her early twenties with an impish smirk on her face.
McDonalds had a taller and more mature looking figure. She was a redhead like wendies but their similarities seemed to stop there. She wore a bright yellow dress with an exposing cut, showing off some deep cleavage and a red thong beneath. She still wore her iconic clown makeup, face painted white and lips a bright red.
"Annnnd we're live!" Wendy's reported brightly as she stepped back. "Which is more than I can say for McDonalds' sex life," she added with an impish giggle. They had put out a public post inviting any of their followers to log in and watch the livestream with their rules laid out: they would be competing in a sexfight and whoever gave up first would be the other's sex slave for a week. A lot was on the line for the competing burger beauties.
"You've got some nerve to say that to my face," McDonalds replied with a ruby-lipped sneer of contempt. She was used to a time when she was the undisputed queen of fast food restaurants, so she felt nothing but bitterness towards the smaller redhead.
"Slut, please!" Wendy's laughed, folding her arms over her smaller breasts. "You must already be leaking worse than your busted ice cream machine. Hashtag salty as a french fry!"
"Oh god, you actually talk like that," McDonalds grumbled. "So I imagine your grasp of English is about as good as your skills in bed."
Wendy's scoffed and climbed into bed, chopping her hands on either side of her crotch in a crude challenge. "Come on and find out, circus snatch," Wendy's mocked as she braced herself on her knees. McDonalds scoffed as she climbed in with her, staring down her freckled foe from just a few feet away. Temptingly close to slapping range.
“I’ve had enough of your big mouth. It’s time for me to put your ginger ass out of business for good.”
“You ain’t got the buns, old timer,” Wendy smirked as she reached past McDonalds and slapped her on the ass. She pulled on the clown princess’ hips, pulling their bodies together so that their breasts squashed nipple to nipple. She showed that while McDonalds was a cup size or so bigger, she wasn’t intimidated by the size difference.
"Well all the free refills in the world won't make your little cups any bigger," McDonalds snapped back, curling her red lips into a sneer before kissing Wendys full on the lips. She wasn't about to be intimidated by the smaller Twitter troll's confidence either. The freckled girl did look surprised for a moment before leaning into the kiss herself. Their tongues lashed out and started to caress each other as if they were familiar lovers rather than rivals. Behind that illusion, they were gauging the other's initial sexfighting skills as they tried to get a read on how much they would push compared to enticing and luring the other in. Their lips finally pulled apart as Wendy smirked at her, licking some of the smudges of lipstick that stuck to her face.
"Even your lipstick is cheap and greasy. No wonder nobody's gone between your golden arches in so long. Hashtag dunked on~!"
"That's it, you little brat!" McDonalds snapped as she grabbed the front of Wendy's outfit and tore it down the middle. The redhead gasped as her bouncy freckled tits popped right out of her top. McDonalds quickly followed up by shoving them firmly, not enough to hurt her but clearly enough to knock Wendys flat on her back. McDonalds quickly mounted her, trying to pin her with an easy tit smother from her pale rack.
Wendys might have gone down but she was far from out. She reached between McDonalds’ long, stocking-clad legs and stuffed two fingers under her dress, firmly thrusting them into the clown princess’ crotch. Even with her panties in the way, McDonalds’ lips parted with a soft gasp.
“Now that’s what I was expecting,” Wendys jeered confidently as she let her fingers start to rub around her rival’s warm mound. “The kind of pussy you’d order off a dollar menu.” McDonalds was too distracted by her fingering and trash talk to stop Wendys from bucking her hips, rolling the rival redhead to her back and turning the tables. Wendys rolled along with her to find herself on top, but she turned around to flash her pantied ass towards McDonalds’ face.
“Get off me you overrated meme of a bitch!” McDonalds hissed as she tried (and failed) to grab Wendys by her dangling pigtails.
“If you’re gonna be so salty about it,” Wendys smirked over her shoulder. “Then why don’t I give you something to wash that nasty McTrash taste out of your mouth.” Wendys thrust her hips backwards, planting her butt over McDonalds’ face. She started shaking her booty, both to entertain the webcam viewers and to literally rub her hold in McDonalds’ face. McDonalds spanked the freckled mascot’s ass and tried to shove her off but Wendys just leaned into it harder, smothering out the clownish woman’s threats and protests.
"About time you shut up. Anybody tell you that you talk too much?" Wendys rubbed herself in McDonalds' face (literally) as she grabbed the edge of the clown princess' panties. "Now let's unwrap that dirty old grease trap of yours and get to work!"
Wendys peeled off McDonalds' underwear, her pussy still damp from the pigtailed fighters fingering.The moist spot remained on the crotch of McDonalds' underwear as it was left wrapped around her knees allowed Wendys to give her pussy a playful but shocking spank to her pussy. McDonalds bounced in surprise beneath her, just for Wendys to shove her ass back into her face. She smirked back at the older sexfighting mascot and after licking her lips for the camera she buried her face into McDonalds' snatch. Her toes and legs curled as she moaned into the smothering ass, squeezing and shoving at the burying cheeks in a desperate attempt to escape. She couldn't even pull off Wendys' underwear with it pressed so tightly against her nose and mouth. Her face popped out just long enough for the occasional breath of fresh air but Wendys was keeping her securely pinned as she ate her out. She peeled apart her pussy lips while her sharp and talented tongue plunged deep into McDonalds and lapped around to seek out her sensual weak spots.
McDonalds threw a hand out at Wendys' side, finally catching onto something useful. She snatched one of Wendys' pigtails and pulled back like a one-handed set of reigns. Wendys hissed as she was forced away from her target, sitting upright with her neck arched back. "You won't be eating fresh for long, you little whore," McDonalds growled at her.
"That's Subway, you dumb cxnt!" Wendys snapped back at her. "Get your brands straight!" Even with her face held back and her lips slick with McDonalds' pussy juices, Wendys was able to reach out and keep her hand attached to her pussy. she couldn't dive deep, but she had McDonalds plenty warmed up with her prior oral attack. She could only tease McDonalds' clit, but the way her grip started to slip on Wendys' hair told her that it was all she needed. Wendys curled her finger to trace delicate circles around her throbbingly hard clit, even lightly flicking it with the dull side of her fingernail. McDonalds tried to contain her heavy breathing but the strong breath coming from her nose kept hitting Wendys' sweaty back to tell her she was hitting her sweet spots just right. With one last expert plunge of her fingers into a scooping motion, McDonalds gave a short shout and bucked her hips towards Wendys' attentive hand. Wendys pressed her fingers in deeper and at the firm position she was in, it left McDonalds squirting her cum off one side of the bed like a broken soda fountain.
"Whoa! Lookit that clown cream! Looks like you really are lovin' it!" Wendys gloated. McDonalds' whole body shuddered from the intense orgasm, but she wasn't around for this long to go down in one shot. As Wendys backed away from the sweet and sticky spray of her pussy, the taller redhead shoved her hard to one side. In her confidence, Wendys slipped off and caught herself on all fours, but McDonalds grabbed her around the waist. She pulled Wendys closer while keeping her down, dragging Wendys over her knee and pushing her head into the bedsheets. Wendys grunted and pushed at the bed but she couldn’t escape with her rival’s pinning hands in place.
“Someone should have done this a long time ago!” McDonalds didn’t bother flipping up the skirt to Wendys’ outfit. She simply pulled them down around her thighs and started spanking her as hard and fast as she could manage.
"Ow! Ow! What do you think you're doing, you cum clown!? You can't do this to me!" Wendys shouted back in outrage, her blush filling in the red between her freckles. She might have been a bratty little redhead but she nobody had spanked since her father had to keep her in line. It had been so long since then, and she hated to admit how much it was turning her. With her foe's jiggling, freckled booty worked over, McDonalds flipped Wendys off her lap and back onto the bed. Wendys landed with a soft grunt as she bounced on the mattress, still getting her bearings when McDonalds swept in with a kiss. She locked her lips with Wendys and pressed into her as if pinning her with her mouth alone. Wendys kicked her legs around to try and escape but McDonalds accompanied her kiss by taking two large handfuls of her chest, pinning and groping her bared chest all at once.
McDonalds kept up her firm makeout attack while staring bitterly into Wendys' eyes, watching the smaller redhead squirm as her tongue forced its way into her mouth to dominate her rival's kiss. Wendys started to moan into her mouth as her eyelids fluttered. Wendys started to buck her hips in an attempt to throw off McDonalds' balance, but that backfired as well. The clown princess snaked an arm under her leg and pressed her fingers in between her thighs. Wendys' squeal let her know she had struck true as her fingertips dipped into her wet warmth. The freckled sexfighter shivered and grit her teeth but she was clearly losing her confident composure.
“Not such a big mouth when you’re in the presence of a real expert,” McDonalds taunted as she stroked the horny Wendys with her talented hands. “All talk and no talent.” She curved her hand to thrust deep inside her, pushing past her clit like a sensual and miniaturized uppercut. Wendys gave one last shout as her hips bucks and she released a quick but thick burst of cum over McDonalds’ waiting fingers. McDonalds smirked as she let the panting Wendys flop back down on the bed, her slender legs twitching as the clown licked her fingers.
“Not much of a secret sauce, but I didn’t expect much from you to begin with.” The mature beauty turned and reached for one of the nearby bedside dressers. She opened up a drawer and took out a large red and yellow strapon, stroking it lovingly for the camera. “I think it’s time we bring out Big Mac here to finish the job. Then I can show you where’s the beef.”
“It’s all in your love handles, you old bitch!” Wendys jumped in behind McDonalds and pinched her breasts from behind. McDonalds gasped and dropped the sex toy in surprise. She wasn’t expecting Wendys to get up so quickly.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” she demanded, blushing as she tried to grab at Wendys’ wrists.
“Excuse me, but not all of us are so old we need a nap every ten minutes!” Wendys taunted as she brought her hands higher. She licked up McDonalds’ neck while starting to pinch and pull at her nipples. “This ain’t hashtag Nofapnovember after all!”
“Stop hashtagging things in real life!” McDonalds snapped.
Wendys ignored her opponent's anger, but McDonalds thrust her hips back and ground them against Wendy's crotch. The two women grunted as they struggled to turn the other on until McDonalds boosted herself off the mattress. It raised her high enough to bump her milfy butt into Wendys' stomach, pushing her over and pinning her to the bed.
"Maybe I was just spanking the wrong part of you," McDonalds growled as she slapped Wendys swiftly on the pussy before rubbing between her wet lips. Wendys yelped, still plenty sensitive from the recent orgasm. Wendys slapped at the mature fighter's butt, but McDonalds just backed her ass up into the smaller redhead's face. The clown princess smirked to finally shut her up and put Wendys' big mouth to good use, but she gasped as the smaller woman's tongue curled from beneath her legs to lick along her pussy and asshole. McDonalds grabbed Wendys by the thighs to steady herself, too distracted by her pinned opponent's oral work to bother fingering her. Her short-sighted pin quickly had her ready to cum again.
McDonalds finally relented as she raised her hips, trying to rest long enough to go back on the offensive. Wendys licked her lips and shoved at McDonalds' thighs, sending her tumbling too far and sliding out from under her. "At least your pussy tastes better than your food," Wendys taunted her. She planted herself behind McDonalds and grabbed two meaty handfuls of her ass before shoving her off the bed. McDonalds threw out her hands to catch herself before she the carpeted floor, only to realize her predicament. She had left herself hanging upside down halfway off the best, her ass and pussy left on the sheets as Wendys' plaything.
The smaller sexfighter buried her face into McDonalds' ass, kneading her buns while licking away at her dripping wet pussy. McDonalds grunted as her arms shivered, trying to hold herself up with her weakening grip. She kicked her legs to try and catch Wendys around her neck to toss her off and get back on her feet, but her freckled foe was buried too deep inside her. She jabbed and flicked her tongue at McDonalds' clit, batting it around mercilessly as the makeup-clad milf kicked and moaned. Her hips finally bucked as she came again, Wendys backing off to let the webcam watch her pussy squirt helplessly on the bed sheets. Wendys burst out laughing when McDonalds' spasming orgasm sent her tumbling off the bed as she fell to the floor.
"Still in the lead, arches!" Wendys gloated as she smirked down at McDonalds. The older sexfighter moaned as her hips still bucked and squirted as she tried to crawl away from the bed. Wendys hopped off the bed confidently, but McDonalds was surprisingly ready for her. She grabbed the strapon she had used earlier and rolled onto her back, thrusting it up between the unsuspecting Wendys' legs. The freckled fighter squealed as she was suddenly impaled on the hefty rubber cock, gritting her teeth while her eyes bugged open.
"You don't know when to quit, you burger brat." McDonalds smirked at the shocked Wendys and shot back to her feet. She shoved her whole body into Wendys to pin her against the wall, pushing her breasts so that they flattened the shorter girl's against her chest. The cock was still wedged between her pussy lips as McDonalds forced her tongue into Wendys' mouth, grinding their sweaty bodies together and making the braided sexfighter's pussy bounce against the strapon.
"I guess you fighting's just as dirty as your restaurants," Wendys grunted in a short reprieve when McDonalds was smirking rather than kissing her.
"Nothing wrong with some friendly competition," McDonalds purred as she rubbed her hands down Wendys' thighs, teasing her closer to her next orgasm. "And to show there's no hard feelings, how about a free milkshake between friends?" McDonalds put her height advantage to good use by pushing down on Wendys' shoulders.
The freckled face was knocked down a few more inches, dropping her nose and lips right between McDonalds' breasts. Wendys was trapped between the tit smother and the wall, slapping and pushing at her tits desperately.
"Looks like we have a new item on the menu!" Mcdonalds chimed confidently as she watched Wendys struggle. "A juicy chicken breast sandwich. I call it the McSlut!"
“Rrgh! Your names… totally suck!” Wendys grunted as she thrashed around between McDonalds’ juicy tits. She squirmed until the strapon slid out from her pussy, clenching her legs together and catching the rubber cock between her thighs. She thrust back against McDonalds, catching her by surprise when her own strapon pushed against her pussy. “Don’t dish it out if you can’t take it,” Wendys growled as their wet pussies wrestled for control of the dildo.
Both of the redheads shuddered as they came simultaneously. They squirted over each other’s pussies and thighs, making a mess of themselves with their cream mixed with their rivals. Wendys shoved her away as they were both catching their breath, still leaning against the wall until her legs were strong enough to hold her up. McDonalds reeled back and leaned on the foot on the bed, biting her lip to try to get herself back under control.
“|’ve got you on the run, runt,” McDonalds threatened.
“The only thing running is your cum down your leg,” Wendys shot back. Their hips bumped and rammed together as they grunted into each other’s faces. Their breasts pumped together but they were too busy trying to contain their own orgasms to try kissing their opponent. The dildo bounced back and forth until it flicked from Wendys' clit over to McDonalds. Their intense contest came to a draw as they both screamed and grabbed onto each other, clinging tightly with the strapon sandwiched between them. Their bodies shook as they both orgasmed, making it shiver like a vibrater between their sensitive pussies. Wendys pushed McDonalds away with a quick burst of strength, separating them before they both crumbled to the floor.
“Cant satisfy customers like you used to, huh?” Wendys jeered even as she was still catching her breath.
“I know that I’m more than enough to satisfy you, you little punk,” McDonalds growled. “Then I’ll have a new sex slave to put on my menu. We’ll see how much the customers will pay to use your freckled ass.”
“They wouldn’t pay so much as a buck for your slutty old pussy! I’d be better off with you as our new naked mascot. It’s not like you’ll be able to fuck the customers after all I’m going to put you through every night.”
As much as she appreciated the breather to regain some semblance of control, McDonalds was getting fed up with Wendys’ trash talk. The nude clown lunged at Wendys but the smaller redhead was quick to react. She threw her hands out in front of her to not only cut off McDonalds’ approach but caught her by her tits. She shoved McDonalds aside, steering her by her tits as handles until she was pressing her back into the edge of the bed. Wendys tangled her legs with hers to pin her ass against the bed and started squeezing and kneading McDonalds’ hefty tits. The effects were noticeable right away as the clown princess struggled to hide her moans. She tried to pry Wendys’ hands away from her tits but not before some white started to trickle from her nipples.
“Looks like your ice cream machine’s broken again, whore!” Wendys jeered, her eyes lit up with confidence and glee once again. It was certainly a sexy sight to see the bigger woman moaning and lactating for her, but it was having a much stronger effect on McDonalds herself. She would focus to push away one of Wendys' hands, just for the other to pinch and jiggle around her other breast. She couldn't keep one away for long before the wet and warm hand slapped back into place, making her tits wobble as she started rubbing them down once again. Seeing that she wasn't getting anywhere playing defense, McDonalds attacked Wendys' tits in the same fashion. She cupped the smaller but perky freckled boobs and went to work but she was still playing catch up. I'll pump all the milk and cum right out of you," Wendys gloated as she started to grind her hips against her foe's.
“I’ll force all the milk and cum out of you, you scrawny shrimp! I’ll be draining you dryer than your trashy burgers,” McDonalds threatened right back. She pinched around the base of Wendys’ nipples, feeling out her smaller tits for her milk glands. She finally hit home and squeezed until she felt the same warm white reward running down Wendys’ freckled chest like a lactating wound.
“Big talk from a big loser!” Wendys gloated. “That’s so much salt I need something to wash that down!” Just as McDonalds started drawing milk, Wendys wriggled around McDonalds' grip. The mature fighter's hands slipped on the white mess so that Wendys could latch her mouth onto her nipple, letting her hand grope and squeeze the other. McDonalds moaned loudly as Wendys' lips wrapped around her teat and tugged at the tender flesh, rolling her tongue over and around its tip. McDonalds was already at a disadvantage but being pinned to the bed while the bratty little redhead humped her and drank her milk was too much to bear. McDonalds let out a wail as her hips thrust into Wendys', a final instinctive thrust against her opponent as she squirted over her thighs and pussy. Wendys let her go in all her shaking, allowing McDonalds to curl up on the bed to get some distance and let her body rest a moment.
Wendys certainly didn't waste the opportunity. Even as wet as she was with cum, milk and sweat, she was on a roll. She reached under the bed and pulled out a fat red strapon, nearly twelve inches long and with "The Big Classic" etched into the side. Wendys hopped into it and secured its shaft just above her pussy before she grabbed McDonalds by the legs. Wendys dragged her back towards her, the struggling clown clawing at the blankets but she was only slowing the inevitable.
"Don't know when to quit, old timer! You just need someone to drag your sorry ass into the future... and onto my dick lol!" Wendys gave one final tug that launched McDonalds' hips over the side of the bed. The taller redhead gasped as her pussy was thrust onto the hefty dick, stuffing her wet and horny pussy to the brim. Wendys let go of her legs as they reactively wrapped around Wendys' slender waist. McDonalds tried to shimmy back but Wendys grabbed her by her milky tits. Between that and the strapon shoved firmly up inside her, she was stuck where she lay.
"You've been sitting on that throne too long, loser slut," Wendys mocked, squeezing one tit while slapping the other to send it jiggling around. McDonalds winced from the humiliation, but Wendys' pumping hips were already crushing the dildo against her clit.
“No… noooo get out! Stop it!” McDonalds shouted. She tried to arch her back and raise her hips to throw her off but Wendys was in too deep to miss her clit. As Wendys pushed in deeper and rougher, McDonalds realized that the letters on the side were not written so much as carved into the sex toy to give it an extra rigged nature to stimulate her even more than she expected. The clown queen’s eyes and mouth opened wider until she finally let out a long and lusty groan before she flopped to the bed. Her hips raised as she squirted another orgasm all over Wendys’ latest toy.
"You can't even handle a McDick? No surprise you're losing so many customers in your old age!" Wendys boasted. She pushed McDonalds further onto the bed and climbed in after her, spreading out McDonalds' legs even wider. She was nearly spread eagle as Wendys moved above her hips to attempt to mount her with a mating press to drill the dick straight down into her. McDonalds winced at the very idea, but when Wendys finally pulled out to get a better angle, that was when McDonalds struck. She sat up quickly and shoved the strapon aside, burying her face into Wendys' pussy and giving a loud, wet lick.
"Ohhh you slut!" Wendys barked, trying to scramble back away. McDonalds reached a hand off the bed to feel around until she found what she was looking for. Tucked under one of the pillows was one of the prototypes for her "adult Happy Meal" toys; a small but powerful vibrator with the Hamburglar painted on it. It wasn't the prettiest thing you wanted to see when you were about to cum, but it would do the job. She pulled her face back just to shove the vibrator inside Wendys' snatch and switch it on in one smooth gesture. Wendys let out a sudden shriek as she grabbed at her crotch, her tight pussy clinging to the intruding toy.
“How’s that for a Happy Meal toy!?” McDonalds snapped as she gave the vibrator one more shove to stuff it in deeper. Wendys cringed as the shivering toy ran its enticing pulses through her whole body, making her grab onto the bed to stay standing. She tried to spread her legs and fish it out when McDonalds grabbed her discarded panties. With Wendy caught up struggling with the sex toy, McDonalds caught her around the waist and lifted her onto the bed. The clown pulled the panties on around Wendys’ legs, forcing her back into them.
“What are you doing, stupid bitch!? We’re supposed to be stripping!” Wendys demanded.
“Because your miserable little snack snatch doesn’t deserve to leave the wrapper!” Wendys grabbed at her crotch only to realize the older woman’s strategy. She couldn’t reach her pussy but she also didn't have to. The vibrator was trapped under the forced panties, leaving her effectively cornered inside her own body. Wendys tried to tear the panties back off but in her flustered state, McDonalds was still quicker to act. The sexy clown stood up from the bed and pulled on the back of Wendys’ panties, getting her to wail at the top of her lungs as she was lifted in a rear wedgie. It mashed the front of her panties into her damp mound, forcing the vibrator to stay wedged deep inside her.
“Cheating bitch! You dirty old clown!” Wendys rambled, trying to thrash and escape the trap set around her pussy. She pulled to try and dislodge the toy but she was already doomed to suffer through it. Soon her eyes rolled back and a thick geyser of cum splashed through the crotch of her panties. McDonalds held on tight, keeping Wendys suspended in midair with her entire weight on her hips and groin. McDonalds was confident that she could hold out on her until the vibrator did the dirty work in her stead. As rich as she was, she was used to letting others take care of things for her.
Of course, employees were more reliable than a pair of promotional underwear. With all of Wendys’ attempts to escape, the panties finally ripped around the waistband down to her hip. Wendys landed with a thud that surprised McDonalds more than the falling redhead. Wendys yanked the vibrator out of herself while she lunged for McDonalds' pussy, burying her lips and tongue in between the standing woman's thighs.
"Ahh! I knew you were fatter than you looked!" McDonalds wailed. She pulled on Wendys' pigtails but it still wasn't enough to get her back out of her pussy. "Get out! Get out you greedy little whore!" When the hair pulling didn't work, McDonalds bent over so she could twist Wendy's nipples. The freckled girl moaned as her tits started leaking fresh milk but she kept up her tongue's attack on the clown's clit. Wendys buried her fingers into McDonalds' ass cheeks, kneading the bouncy buns around until the licking and jiggling proved too much for her. McDonalds let out a shriek as she squirted over Wendys' face. She stumbled onto the bed but she pulled on Wendys' tits as she went, dragging her along with her. They fell awkwardly onto the tangled bedsheets and grabbed at each other, both winded and desperate for the victory.
"I'm done playing with you, grandma! I'm gonna teach you why they call it 'punching the clown!" Wendys threatened. She got a grip on McDonalds' thighs and pulled them both together, interlocking their pussies in a perfect tribbing position in front of the camera. Their streaming fans could watch up close as their pussies kissed together and started to competitively grind their lips and clits. Neither could keep their moans in check as their overworked pussies clashed head on.
"And I'll show you why experience is everything when I fuck your freckles off, you loudmout brat!" McDonalds grunted back as she humped Wendys' pussy, trying to use her thicker hips to add more force to her thrusts. "I'll make sure all my customers know that your legs will be open late!"
The pussies battled it out, thrusting at the same time as their clits fenced for position. McDonalds did have more thrust to her heavy hips but Wendys was as slippery and teasing as ever, pelting her with trash talk and more maneuverable attacks. They both shuddered through a few small orgasms before Wendys' erect clit finally bumped right into McDonalds' g-spot. The clown-faced beauty gasped as she lost all momentum, falling flat on the bad with her mouth wide open.
"Either you just had heart attack or that's one supersized orgasm you've got coming on!" Wendys gloated. She raised one of McDonalds' legs over her shoulder to keep humping her unresisting body. McDonalds pawed feebly at her opponent but she couldn't stop Wendys from fucking her brains out. She let out a needy wail as she squirted another thick burst of cum over Wendys' snatch, but the younger redhead didn't even slow down. She only upped her game as she lifted McDonalds' legs into the air, sitting astride her forced open legs with McDonalds' shoulders resting on the bed.
"No... no you can't! Stop!" McDonalds pleaded. "Time out!"
"I don't remember any time outs," Wendys laughed as she started to grind right on top of McDonalds' pussy. She planted one of her dainty feet on McDonalds' breast and pinched her toes around her nipple, squirting some milk into her pinned opponent's face. "No way you're rigging this like your stupid Monopoly game. Now shut up and squirt for me again like the cxnt McMuffin you are!"
"Stop! Stop stop NOOOOO~!" McDonads howled in pleasure as her body shuddered. She was powerless against Wendys now, her pussy exhausted and yet still forced to squirt again. McDonalds' cum ran down her stomach as Wendys maintained her complete control, grinding another pair of orgasms out of her in mere minutes now that her clit was so aroused it was simply a bigger target.
"I can't!" McDonalds sobbed as Wendys brushed her clit against hers again. Another pathetic squirt of cum shot from her groin as her spirit broke, barely able to plea for mercy let alone fight back/ "I give! I surrender! Just no more! I caMMF!"
McDonalds was suddenly silenced as Wendys sat on her face, burying her mouth under the smaller fighter's pussy. Wendys sneered down at her as she rubbed her own soaking wet pussy into her face. "Sorry, can't hear you. I just thought your fat ass could use some ACTUAL food instead of the garbage you serve over there." Wendys winked at the camera with an impish smile. "But I think my real fans out there can see who won. Once she's done eating fresh, you can expect to see me and the Big Mac here at participating Wendys locations, serving up the freshest meals... besides her used up old ass anyway! Lol!" She grabbed her cell phone from off the bedside counter, snapping a selfie of her wet and weary but smiling face before taking another of the muffled McDonalds beneath her muff.
"Can't wait to see the likes this one's gonna get," Wendys laughed as she ground her hips on the broken McDonalds' face. "This is gonna get trending like a motherfucker. In fact... 'Any of you girls out there who find out your friend's eating McDonalds... do them a favor! Fuck them silly and post this same pose under #McFuckYou, cuz this bitch is LOVIN IT!" She finished her tweet right as she squirted one more time over the humiliated redhead, tossing her phone aside and waiting for the responses from fans of sexfights and sassy fast food franchises to come pouring in while she used her new pet bitch.
