An Ironman Match

"You know you bitches you are all cute and everything with that stunt you just pulled. But I'm telling you right now Karen. Your ass is mine. I don't care how many brothers have spill their cream on you. Because I'm telling you right now mine is the last black cock you are ever going to take. So just because I won through kayfabe on the wrestling circuit doesn't mean I can't win now and I'm not going let you humiliate me in front of everyone. So my match..."

"I think you got my message on that tape all wrong, Titus..." Mama interrupts him, "That's wasn't to humiliate you, that was a come on. I'm surprised you don't know what flirting is. In fact, I'm surprise that you never once took advantage of me in the locker room, everyone else has when I offered a blowjob or a hand job. But not you, you always ran away from me. What was it, Titus, Bull, are you afraid of me? Afraid that I might be stirring something inside you. Something more then just the usual wham bam thank you ma'am. People don't know this but despite fighting each other in the ring, we actually are a team, we need to be to make sure we don't actually hurt each other, unlike here in this tournament. Don't think I didn't notice your hard on for me as we practice our throws and punches at each other before the show. Honey, I was raised to notice those things. So if this was your way of trying to get me to notice you. Well, darling, your cock did that already."

"You think you know everything! But you don't!" Titus snarls with his cheeks flushed, "I'm not interested you in that way except as a slut to bang and prove to my homies that I'm actually a man who can make any bitch his own. And when I do that and take the title as Sexfight King they will know that Titus is the motherfucking Bull! So, with how you bitches here seem to bad mouth us men every chance you get about our low stamina and shit. I decided to make this match extra special. This match I'm going prove not only that I am the best there ever will be but that we men have just same amount of energy and stamina as you cunts have. I'm challenging you to a Ironman Match!"

The audience roars with excitement.

"For an hour we fight, fuck, and try to kill each other and whoever gets the most points from pins, submissions, and knockouts win the match and the belt!"

Titus raises his hand out.

Mama looks it and smiles, "If this is your way asking me out on a date. Honey, you know the way to this girl's heart."

The MILF then shakes Titus' hand.

"Oh, and by the way for future reference..." Mama leans in, "Don't ever tell me whose cock I'm going to take. That's for me and only me to decide, okay?"

She then kisses Titus on the cheek, making him push away, wiping his cheek.

Mama winks at him and gestures with her hand of blowing his cock, making The Bull blush more.

"Well, there you have it, my fair viewers." Megan says, "A Ironman match for the Sexfight Belt. But before that. Let's get to the tournament!"

People cheered as the camera moves away from them.