Creative Cheating helps Thigh Delta take it

Ink was standing over Tiffany, trying to decide what to do with her next, when Blaize rolled into the ring. Not giving her a chance to start anything, Ink took Blaize down with a flying dropkick. Quickly rolling to her feet, she turned around to see Misty, with a bottle of lube and a 12 inch pink strapon, sneaking up on her.

Caught, Misty froze. She was a good sexfighter but not really much of any other kind of fighter.

Ink belted her in the face. Misty dropped the dildo at Ink's feet, the lube went rolling across the ring.

Getting Tiffany in a headlock, Ink picked up the dildo and jammed it into her mouth, trying to throat fuck her with it. Tiffany gagged and spluttered, the huge tool blocking her breathing passages. She started to turn red, and Ink let her go.

Being a daredevil, Ink headed for the top rope again. She saw Didi slinking away, but figured it was because she'd taught the sorority sisters to stay out of her business. Climbing to the top... her feet both slipped off the top rope and she landed hard, hitting her pussy on the metal bolt!

Ink shrieked as Tiffany got up with a knowing smile on her face. Blaize handed Tiffany the Pink Glove, her custom made sextoy. It was a glove with dozens of tiny ball shaped vibrators.

Tiffany hit Ink with an uppercut from the glove that knocked her down. Ink was now caught in the "Tree of Woe", only down the outside of the turnbuckle! Tiffany ripped the shreds of her halter top off and then used them to tie Ink's wrists behind her back and around the turnbuckle.

The match was as good as over, but Tiffany decided to enjoy it. She started by finger fucking Ink with 2 fingers. The space-age sex toy of a glove quickly had her pussy drooling, dripping all the way down her body. Tiffany added three fingers, then four, and as Ink reached her first orgasm, she shoved her whole fist in.

Ink's body shook from its trapped position as Tiffany savagely fisted her, twisting her hand from side to side, the tiny vibrators on the glove sending sensations through Ink unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her pussy gushed so much juice that it went down her stomach in a tidal wave and down her face.

When the blood rushing to her head finally caused her to pass out, Tiffany stopped the ****. Thigh Delta untied Ink's wrists and pushed her back into the ring quickly, they'd obviously had experience cleaning up after hazing incidents back in their frat house.

"So Misty had Didi lube up the turnbuckle so that Ink would trip when she climbed it." Scott and Debbie were discussing the aftermath of the match.

"But without her girls to help her, Tiffany wouldn't have even made a match of it." Debbie never really took to other redheads in the league.