Nicky's done for

Paris' nipples were so aroused they felt like they were on fire. She'd completely forgotten about fighting back, she just wanted to get some fingers in her pussy. But her arms were still pinned down by her dress, and she could only wave her fingers in vain. ****, she began to thrust her hips back and forth. She found... something... and not caring, began to hump as hard as she could, orgasming so hard her juices shot across the mat. But it still didn't ease the feeling in her breasts, and she screamed in aroused frustration.

But Nicky was even worse off. Her arms were tied up around Paris' legs, and Rochell was fucking her with the strapon really well. Her juices were running down the dildo and staining the mat, and she was trying as best she could to thrust back. But when Paris began grinding, it shut off her air.

Erotic Asphyxiation is real, and it amplified Nicky's orgasms. Sensing this, Rochell doubled the speed of her thrusts and used one hand to press down on Nicky's hips.

Nicky spasmed so hard she knocked Paris off her face, but it was too late. Her head hit the mat ****, a huge, satiated smile on her face.

Paris slowly came back to reality to see Rochell standing over her, the 18 inch double dildo she'd gotten earlier in her hands. She was lubing it, giving it what would've been one of the world's best handjobs if it was real.

"You know what we're gonna do with this?" She asked. "That's right. A good old fashioned double dildo fight. Ass to ass. First to pass out loses."

Grabbing Paris, she pulled her dress off over her head and threw it into the crowd. Paris tried to take a swing, but Rochell ducked and caught her arm. Forcing her to the mat, she slid the well-lubed dildo into Paris' ass easily. A little too easily.

"Somehow I don't think you're as hard to get as you say you are, hon." Rochell slid the other end of the dildo into her own. She then linked her arms with Paris'. They were now standing back to back, their elbows hooked inside each other's.

Squeezing the dildo, Rochel began to thrust it. Paris' eyes went wide.

Rochell was putting her ass to good use. She didn't just thrust, she shook it. She ground in a circle, then held her body completely still while she jiggled it up and down. Their asses slapped together so hard that Paris felt like she was being spanked, and in fact hers was turning quite pink.

Rochell had complete control over the dildo. It felt to Paris like it was prehensile, hitting all her sweet spots, changing thrust direction. She orgasmed so hard her vision blurred, and she fell to her knees, but Rochell fell with her. Rolling her over so that her ankles were above her head, Rochell stood over Paris' legs and fucked her in that position. She stood on Paris' wrists so she couldn't fight back, and again began working her nipples, much rougher this time, pinching and twisting, then pushing Paris' breasts together to rub the nipples against each other. Noticing the strapon she'd dropped, she detached the dildo and stuffed it into Paris' mouth.

It might've been her 10th orgasm, then again, maybe her 20th. Paris came so hard that her breasts shot small jets of milk into her own face, and then she passed out too. Rochell kept fucking her for another minute though, making sure that the socialite was indeed finished.

Dropping Paris, Rochell looked around the ring and surveyed her handiwork. The Hampton sisters were both comatose.