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Chapter 113 by brambank brambank

Do you have anything left?

One final chance

Slowly, wearily, you both get to your feet and stare each other down. Casey knows if this ends in a draw she retains the title. It’s all down to you if you want to become the MWL World Champion. You’re left with no option but to go on the offence. Even knowing one more mistake and it’s all over.

Charging forwards you take the fight to Casey. She’s just as tired but you’re as evenly matched as ever. Neither one of you can gain the upper hand. There are barely two minutes left.

You attack once more, only to be caught out by Casey’s swiftness and she takes you down to the mat. Without hesitating for a second she’s on top of you, straddling your massive cock and sliding it inside her pussy.

“Ohhh yesss, cowboy!” she cries. “Tell you what, we can continue this after the match at my celebration party. Mmmm… Fuck yes!”

For once it’s Casey cockiness that costs her. That moment when she already thinks she’s won is your chance to make a move. Your final attack of the match.

Using what’s left of your strength you push up against Casey, your dick still deep inside her. With a great roar you flip her over onto her back and swing her legs over so she’s folded in half. With her pussy and arse pointing skywards you slide your dick inside her and start fucking her with all you’ve got. The clock says less than a minute. You don’t have time to waste.

With one hand holding Casey in position you use your other to find her clit and begin pleasuring it as hard and as fast as your tired body will allow. Your thick cock is pounding her as your thumb flicks back and forth across her aroused bean. Casey’s gasping desperately, you know she’s close. But is she close enough?

With one final push you give her the last of your energy. Trying to make her cum while holding back your own orgasm. And then, as the last few seconds tick by, Casey Luv screams as she is hit by a powerful, quivering climax.

You fall, completely exhausted to the mat. The bell sounds somewhere in the background and you peer across at the timer. The match is over but you’re not sure if you managed to get her to cum in time. Then you hear the announcer.

“Here is your winner…” There’s a long, anxious pause. “And NEEEWWWW MWL World Champion….”

You did it! You’ve achieved your dream! Your target since you entered this organisation. All the sweat, frustrations, hard work and fucking your way to the top have paid off. You’ve earnt this moment. You’re the MWL Champion. And no-one can take that away from you.

This is your moment to enjoy. You stand wearily and grab the title belt as it enters the ring before holding it aloft as high as your tired arms can manage. There’s a lot of jeering but several fans cheer too. Impressed by the resilience and determination you showed tonight.

Whatever challenges come your way in the future you will face them head on. You’re not letting anyone take this title away without a fight. Whoever wants some can come and fucking get some!

Time to enjoy being the champion?

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