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Stephanie McMahon stands in a locker room with a smirk on her face as she looks towards the camera, “It’s been quite some time since I’ve been in a WWE locker room, but considering her confidence in claiming that she would indeed win the Money in the Bank ladder match, I thought it would be best to be here when she returns from the ring with that briefcase in hand…” Stephanie trails off as the locker room door opens and Tiffany Stratton, wearing her green and purple bra like wrestling top and matching bottoms enters with the Money in the Bank briefcase in one hand. Stephanie smirks as the gorgeous blond struts over to join her in front of the camera. “Tiffany, congratulations on winning tonight…” Stephanie says as Tiffany sets the briefcase down.
“Thank you, but there was never any doubt that it would be me winning,” Tiffany slides a hand through her blond hair while licking her lips, “After all, look at me, I’m barely battered or bruised… why? Because I played it smart, and because its Tiffy Time…. And soon enough it will be Championship time for me when I choose to cash in that contract at the perfect time and place,” Tiffany laughs slightly.
“Of that I have no doubt,” Stephanie nods her head and smirks, “Of course it is time for you to celebrate your accomplishment, and of all the people you could pick, why did you choose Joaquin Wilde as the stud to fuck you?”
With a coy smile, Tiffany reaches behind herself to release the clasp of her wrestling top and proceeds to peel it away from her fantastic breasts, “Because I can appreciate a handsome Hispanic stud who is clearly knows how to handle themselves inside the ring as well as outside of it. I’m not deaf, I’ve heard him make Zelina squeal like a pig, and I want to experience that for myself…” She answers as she drops her top and proceeds to give her bare tits a squeeze.
“I cannot find fault with that,” Stephanie nods, “Joaquin… get out here…” She says as she proceeds to walk off camera as Joaquin Wilde emerges from the shower area with a towel wrapped around his waist. As he approaches Tiffany, he instantly checks her out, nodding with approval.
“I certainly know what time it is,” Joaquin comments as soon as he has joined the gorgeous blond in front of the camera as she proceeds to drop to her knees and grabs the towel that is around his waist.
“Of course you know, because it’s Tiffy Time… all the time..” Tiffany grin slyly as she pulls the towel away from his waist, revealing his long, thick cock, “Oh yeah, I can just imagine how you can dish it out on me with this thing…” She wraps her right hand around his shaft and starts to swiftly stroke it, feeling his manhood harden within her grasp. She looks over at the camera and grins, “Just watch, I’m going to blow his mind…” She says before leaning forward and takes the head of his cock into her mouth, instantly swirling her tongue around the tip before she starts to bob her head. Placing her free hand on his waist, she rocks her head back and forth, firmly sucking and slurping on his dick while gazing up at him with her lips perfectly brushing along his impressive length. Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she looks at the camera lens as she quickens her pace, taking more of his shaft past her lips every few head-dobs as a fair amount of saliva drips on his shaft.
Rocking her head back and forth, Tiffany keeps one hand around his cock as she slides the other up to her firm abdomen, tracing her fingers against the indentations of his stomach muscles while sucking and slurping both loudly and lewdly on his tool. She slides her hand from his abdomen down between his legs, cupping and massaging his testicles while tilting her head to where his cock pushes against the inside of her left cheek. Releasing his nuts from her grasp, Tiffany pulls her head back to where just the tip of Joaquin’s dick is within her mouth, wildly flicking, twirling and slapping her tongue against his swollen crown before letting it escape from between her lips.
“Everyone is going to love Tiffy Time!” Tiffany speaks directly to the camera before letting out a squeal of surprise when Joaquin lifts her up from the floor and carries her a short distance to the locker room’s bench. Upon setting her down, he gets down on one knee and slides her wrestling bottoms from her hips, grinning at the sight of her perfectly waxed pussy. Once he has her bottoms off, She leans back and places her hands on the bench while spreading her legs as he takes hold of her hips and brings his mouth near her snatch, lapping his tongue against her pussy lips.
“Uh! Fuck yes!” Tiffany flips her blond hair back, raising herself slightly from the bench in order to push her cunt against Joaquin’s face as he runs his tongue up and down her slit. She shivers when he briefly twirls his tongue around her clit, then lets out a gasp when he teases darting his oral muscle into her. Looking to the camera, she smirks as she writhes slightly on the bench, her chest heaving while her pussy is being eaten, “Mm who wouldn’t want to eat my pussy… like that…” She groans before looking down at Joaquin, watching as he uses fingers from his right hand to spread her lower lips apart before shoving his tongue into her. “FUCK!” She moans, feeling his tongue probing against the inner walls of her vaginal cavity which causes her to bounce slightly on the bench’s wooden surface.
“Oh! Oh fuck! Ah!” Tiffany moans as Joaquin pushes his tongue deeper into her twat, making her shiver as she squirms eagerly in response. She leans back fully while lifting her legs and keeping them spread wide apart. “Oh fuck… come on, forget eating me out… just fuck me… don’t you dare even think about making me beg!” She shouts between panting breaths, prompting him to raise his head. Rising up to his feet, Joaquin straddles the bench and guides his cock into her snug wet hole, earning a long, drawn out moan from her. “Oh… ah yes…. Mm fuck…” Tiffany moans, palming her breasts with both hands as he takes hold of her ankles and begins thrusting in and out of her twat. Arching her back slightly up from the bench, she plays with her gorgeous jugs as Joaquin works his dick in and out of her at a fair pace, the timing of each stroke allowing her to enjoy the feeling of his dick pistoning within her.
“Ah yeah.. aw fuck… ah ah… oh yes…” Tiffany licks her lips and looks to the camera, locking eyes with the lens as Joaquin lets go of her right ankle, allowing her to lower her leg down to where her foot can drag against the floor. “Mm fuck, yes, I got such an incredible body, everyone wants to fuck me…” She hisses with delight when he thrusts a bit harder into her, making her squeal a bit. After releasing her left ankle and leaning forward, Joaquin lists Tiffany up from the bench. She does a chance to throw her arms around him as he pivots to turn around, sits on the bench and leans back to lay on it with her now perfectly mounted on his manhood.
“Oh! Oh yes! Ah! AH! Fuck! Of course I belong on top at all times!” Tiffany grins with approval, placing her hands on Joaquin’s chest, letting her fingers drag against his skin as she quickly gets into a rhythm of bouncing up and down on his member. Her large juicy tits jiggle and sway with each movement she makes while the sound of her ass cheeks clapping down between this thighs and the bench surface mixes with her own lustful cries. “Oh! Ah! Oh yes! Yes! Fuck!” Tiffany flings her hair back when Joaquin takes hold of her hips and thrusts upward into her with firm, deep strokes, forcing her to bounce a bit faster. “Oh yeah! Ah yes fuck me! Oh my god!” She groans, grinding and gyrating herself on his cock while bringing her hands up to play with her mesmerizing melons, smacking them together as she repeatedly moves up and down on his rigid cock. “There is only one thing better than this… and it’s getting my ass fucked…” She moans as she eagerly rocks back and forth atop of Joaquin.
“Are you certain?” Joaquin asks even as he is in the process of lifting her off of his cock.
“It’s always Tiffy Time to get fucked in the ass!” Tiffany declares with an arrogant smirk while sliding a hand through her sweat dampened haired. Slipping from his grasp, she licks her lips as she looks to the camera, “People want to compare to Trish Stratus, but I’m far better than she ever way, I actually won a Money in the Bank Ladder match, people want to see me… and I’m always willing to take a dick deep in my ass!” She then proceeds to get down on her knees and leans forward, placing her hands on the locker room. Upon setting up on the bench, Joaquin is quick to move to kneel directly behind her, laying his hands on her rear cheeks then spreads them apart, exposing her asshole, making it the perfect target for him to shove his cock into her.
“AH! AW! YES! FUCK!” Tiffany gasp and moans, her mouth hanging open and eyes widening with delight as she feels her rectum being invaded from behind. Keeping her hands in place, she pushes back against Joaquin, pushing her ass along his cock to make sure he gets every inch of his manhood within her anal cavity. As soon as his hips come into contact with her backside, she looks back at him and grins excitedly as he draws back three-fourths of the way out of her rear hole only for him shove forward, stuffing her completely again.
“Yes! Oh yes! Fuck! Me! Fuck my ASS!” Tiffany squeals, moving on her hands and knees in rhythm with Joaquin’s thrusts as he steadily pumps into her, driving the full length of his too into the depths of her asshole on every stroke. Looking to the camera, she has an ear to ear smile on her face, “Don’t you want to fuck my ass! Bet you do! Oh fuck! Ah aw! Cause it’s Tiffy Time!” She licks her hips as Joaquin grabs her hips and pulls her backward while increasing the rate of his thrusts, making her moan and gasp loudly with perverse delight. Tossing her head back. Tiffany bucks back against Joaquin, keeping pace with him as he rams into her backside with his balls crashing against her rump.
“Shit! Oh fuck really give it me! Come on it’s Tiffy Time!” Tiffany screams when Joaquin shifts to get his feet beneath him and wraps his arms around her torso. As he gets to his feet he hoists her up from the ground in an impressive feat of stretch. “FUCK YEAH!” She shrieks as she leans back against his chest while turning slightly to wrap her left arm around his neck. Hiking her legs up, she grins as Joaquin gets his hands beneath her thighs one at a time even as he continues to plow into her anal canal. “FUCK! AHW! AW! SHIT!” She flings her blond hair back, smacking him in the face as he starts to bounce her up and down on his pistoning pole. Her large, round juicy tits jiggle and sway with how she is being jostled as Joaquin maintains an impressive rate of driving his dick into her asshole while bouncing her. Tiffany’s tongue hangs from her mouth as she moans non-stop as her rectum is properly hammered by the Latin stud who dicks his fingers against the underside of her thighs as he keeps her elevated.
“Oh ah! Fuck! Harder! Fuck me! Harder! Aw! Oh shit!” Tiffany demands even as she is panting nonstop. Moving back towards the bench, Joaquin sits down on it and lays back,while moving his hands to where he can hook his elbows under her thighs. Drawing her legs back towards her shoulders, Joaquin manages to lock his fingers behind her neck while pounding her ass with a barrage of stiff thrusts, plunging deep into her asshole with his balls smacking firmly against her flesh. “OH! OH! AH! AH! AH! FUCK!” Tiffany screams in ecstasy as the angle of Joaquin’s thrusts has her body quaking heavily on top of him. “OH GOD! OH GOD! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Her eyes become crossed as her tongue lolls from her mouth while Joaquin pulls her legs back further as he locks in the full-nelson even tighter.
“AH! AW! FUCK! OH! AH! SHIT! FUCK! AH! OH GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD!” Tiffany howls as her body shudders in euphoria when her orgasm hits her, with juices squirting from her slit in uneven sprays thanks completely to Joaquin’s powerful thrusts into her anus. In completely mind-blown-state, her body goes limp. As Joaquin releases the full-nelson and unhooks his arms from her legs, he eases her off of his manhood while sitting up and turns to lay her on the bench while standing up. He lifts one leg up and over the bench in order to straddle it and her torso, laying his cock between her gorgeous jugs.
“Mm fuck… yeah fuck my tits…” Tiffany coos as she lets her arms and legs dangle off the sides of the bench as Joaquin grabs her breasts and presses them against his dick as he starts thrusting between them. Sinking his fingers into the flesh of her tits, Joaquin bucks his hips back and forth, pumping his manhood between her knockers as his cock throbs. “Mm yeah… keep going until you pop your load… come on…” She moans with a gleeful smiles on her face, her eyes darting back and forth from the head of his cock and the camera filming her.
“Ah… aw shit… ah…. Fuck…” Joaquin groans, pulling his cock up from between Tiffany’s tits and gripping it with his right hand. Vigorously stroking his shaft, he clenches his teeth for several long moments before finally unleashing his load, spraying his spunk onto Tiffany’s face as she lifts her head up from the bench. Thick wads of cum splatter onto her cheeks and chin, in addition to her neck and the upper portion of her breasts. Licking her lips, she brings her hands up to rub and smear Joaquin’s jizz allover her breasts before he is completely spent. Once he’s done, he steps backward to where he is just standing over the bench which allows her to sit up.
“Mm… this is just the start…” Tiffany says as she looks at the camera, “Because Tiffy Time is going to last a very… very long time…” She continues as she reaches forward to wrap her left hand around Joaquin’s cock, gripping it as it is semi-softening. Tossing her hair to one side, she leans forward and proceeds to wrap her lips around the crown of his cock, and begins to smoothly suck on it while glancing towards the camera, the corners of her lips turned upward as the scene fades to black.
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