1. Nicola's Sexfight


    Date: 1/17/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: guinnich, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her juices. Nicola wanted his cock. As John returned to another tongue assault, she realised she couldn't take much more fist fucking before cumming; she'd already spurted over his forearm and knew she would end up relinquishing the match without making him sweat. Rolling her legs to one side, she disengaged and swiftly grabbed John's cock before engulfing it with her mouth. With her other hand cupping and squeezing his balls, Nicola bobbed her head fast, feeling the tip of his sword at her throat. John grunted as she gagged on him a couple of times; even louder when she pulled her head away and slapped his weapon flat handed. She could sense he would fall to her. John pushed her back, trying to get on top, but Nicola held him at bay, his cock dangling above her. They wrestled for position, slaps being delivered to her sex, tits, his cock and both backsides. Nicola's catfighting experience gave her an edge and she manipulated herself onto John's waist, holding onto his cock. Lifting her hips above him, she rubbed the cock against her wet cunt, probing herself with it while she pushed her other hand down on his chest. Lowering onto him, she let out a sighed "fuck" as her cunt engulfed him to the hilt. This was her battle now. Grinding herself, contracting her cunt on his pole. John tried to raise his torso but was slammed back down by the aggressive amazon, who lifted herself onto her heels and started to bounce on him f***efully, moving one hand towards his throat. John ...
    grabbed her breasts, squeezing and pushing them upwards, pinching her nipples as she hoarsely groaned "fucker". She knew she could finish him off. John sat up again, pulling on Nicola's hips to topple her off her feet and to her knees. She grabbed his hair and f***ed his face into her tits. John reached around her blindly and succeeded in finding his mark - the braided length of hair, which he pulled hard. Nicola rode him harder and faster, desperately clenching with her sex to draw victory. A hair pulling sweat soaked frenzy of a fuck fight was being recorded by hidden cameras within the arena. The Houses would use this for future match arrangements. Nicola had him. Suffocating between her ample tits, John had clamped his hands to her arse, absorbing the shockwaves from her thrusts. He felt powerless and knew he was on the brink of filling her cunt with his capitulation. A final effort had to be made. Her arrogance would catch her out - Nicola yelped as John used every muscle to roll her supine and began to pound her with all he had left. They both went for chokes, eyes fixated on each other as the sound of their wet hips slapped around the room. Nicola could feel him getting to her. He'd taken the dominant role from her while her guard was down and his thrusts exceeded hers; he'd eased the pace, but increased the impact. Releasing her choke, she reached for his head, pulling his mouth to hers. "This could be a draw" she breathed, "fill my cunt with your spunk". John needed no ...
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