Better give the woman what she wants.

Silver Jaguar rubs her moist pussy all over your face, slathering you in her juices, preparing you for consumption. Her tongue elegantly traces every inch of your cock, filling you with a hunger for pussy. Your tongue gracefully enters her dripping cunt, plunging deep into her vagina. With her thighs on the sides of your face, you can feel her every shiver and convulsion. You can hear the slight moans of the sex-addicted woman as she services your member.

Like an expert, Silver Jaguar gets you hard again, her tongue doing the bulk of the work. She uses one hand to finagle her way between your buttocks and the ring mat. She slides a finger into your asshole, and with her other hand tickles your balls. The seductress effortlessly and efficiently multi-tasks, bringing your arousal levels to new heights, and getting you hard all over again.

As you both breathe, you can feel each other’s bellies rub up against each other, your breathing becoming in sync. As you both hang on the edge of climax, Silver Jaguar takes both her hands and handles your throbbing cock. She directs it at her own face and gives it one hardy pump. You explode onto her face, her mouth sucking in drops of your cum. Her face, hair, and breasts are plastered with your milk.

Your mouth on the other hand, is assailed with an outburst of juices, Silver Jaguar cumming onto your face. You continue to swirl your tongue inside of her, earning coos of ecstasy, as she takes your spurting cock in her mouth. You pump her full of seed, not a drop escaping her mouth, as you slurp down her own fluids. The erotic display causes many of the fans to climax themselves, one even fainting from the passionate performance. You finish your sixty-nine, feeling empty and drained, as Silver Jaguar gets off of you.

“One pump. I knew you could do it.” Silver Jaguar wipes some cum from her lips before continuing. “You are something else, lover boy.” She waltzes off, leaving you a sloppy and dripping mess. You take a moment to catch your breath, and pull up your soggy trunks. You crawl to the back, leaving a trail of your bodily fluids, too drained to even stand. The fans cheer you on and blow kisses your way, offering their approval of your performance.

The promoter meets you in the locker room and tosses you a moist towelette. “Wowee! How many nuts are you gonna bust in one night?” You blush as he points out your blatantly lecherous behaviour. “But hey, it’ll draw the crowds. And I keep hearing everybody refer to you by some name... What was it again?” As he thinks to himself you wipe some of the hardening jizz off of your face. “Oh that’s right! Lover Boy! What do you think? New ring name? Hehehe!” His laughter trails off as he waddles away.