Cassie's unstoppable

With her attention so harshly focused on working Cassie’s pussy, Mama was soaking wet, sweating buckets that ran down her oiled breasts and dripped off her nipples. She powered every muscle in her body to holding Cassie down and fucking her as best she could.

However, this did nothing to restrain Cassie’s arms. She only realized this when in a wave of passion, Cassie smacked Mama on the ass. Mama let out a lusty moan, incredibly turned on by the threat and the challenge of the fight. She went to stop Cassie’s arms, but she had already thrown an arm up to elbow Mama in the forehead. She flew off, her chest heaving and her slick breasts bouncing with her gasping breaths. She was exhausted from her ****, even if Cassie was slumping a bit when she got to her feet.

The cow girl eagerly spread Mama’s legs, humping their pussies together with a tireless passion. Mama did her best to fuck her back, but Cassie had incredible endurance, and was fucking her hard enough to drive her back into the cage.

Mama was gasping and practically crying as the intensity in her pussy built up. She was about to cum when Cassie suddenly got up and backed away. Mama gasped, her tongue barely able to stay within her mouth as she looked in a combined fear and want at Cassie. It was a look that she was so very used to.

Cassie suddenly ran straight for Mama, the milf readying herself for a dropkick or some running attack. Instead, Cassie leapt in the air and spread her legs in mid-leap, landing cunt first on Mama’s wide open pussy. Their clits mashed together, making Mama scream loud enough to hurt some front row seats owners hurt their ears as she squirted like a broken floodgate.

Cassie picked up the weak Mama Luv and threw her on her stomach, grabbing her arms and legs and pulling them behind her. She fell backward, pulling Mama into a classic ceiling hold. However, Cassie leaned forward so that one of the cage bars rubbed up against Mama’s clit. Karen flung her head around desperately, whipping her long hair around and throwing sweat and oil around her. Cassie rocked back and forth, Mama’s pussy unwillingly riding the bar and getting off at the cool metal on her hot, wet clit.

“You have no idea how fun this is, Karen,” Cassie whispered just loud enough for her to hear. “I loved that match we had so much. I masturbated to that match. I masturbate to just about everything, but that one was special. And now I get to try all those tricks I never got to last time because of that silly time limit. Aren’t you lucky?”

“It looks like Mama Luv may have tried to hard to prove herself back there,” Scott observed. It took a pro like him to be able to talk tactics with such sexual **** on display right in front of him. “She’s tired herself out.”
“Or maybe the new cow’s come to take over the herd. Cassie’s just a better fighter, hands down,” Becky snorted.
“If you call that fighting. It’s hard to tell in this league sometimes…” Debbie sighed.