Chichi wins!

"Ahh!" Orton cries as he cums hard and deep into Chichi.

He pulls out but Chichi spreads her legs wider where cum drips from her cunt.

"Want a taste?" Chichi says innocently enough.

Orton licks his lips.

"Oh no. I think Orton might be freak for that type of thing." Scot remarks.

"No, don't do it Senor Orton. It's a trap!" Isabella moans as Keith jumps in to lick Chichi's pussy.

After a few licks from his tongue making Chichi moan is when her legs snapped shut over Orton's head.

Orton muffled shouts are heard as Chichi laughs maniacally as she rolls with the viper never letting go when she finally settled on top of him, thrusting her pussy on his face.

"And with that Chichi is face fucking the viper!" Scot exclaims.

"Ooh, I hope he's okay."

"Ahhh! Fuck yeah!" Chichi cries as she starts to cum hard with Orton's flailing arms going limp.

Emily checks on Orton with Chichi's pussy still smothering his face and raised his hand. It fell like a stone. Emily does it two more times with the same result.

She then calls for the bell.

The bell rings.

"And your winner by knockout..." Jasmine yells, "Chichi!"

The crowd boos as Chichi gets up with a big smile on her face as she gets her hand raised by Emily.

"And there you have it. Chichi moving onto the final around."

"I guess without her pom poms, Chichi is a **** to be reckoned with." Isabella says as Ms. H gets into the ring and raises Chichi's other hand.

"Well, let's see how well she does in the final as I bet her opponent in that match saw what she did and is prepared. And we won't have to wait long as that match is next! So stay tune!" Scot yells as Orton still lies there motionless with cum all over his face.