It's a matter of inches...

Shae is stirring, but you can see Sasha stretching out, **** to be tagged in. You reach out with all your might, just a inch or two more...just...a little...more...

The moment you feel Shae’s hand tug you back, you make contact with Sasha’s outstretched palm and for a moment, you are overcome with an overwhelming sense of relief.

“John!” Sasha quickly snaps you out of it with a commanding shout. “Get your head between this slut’s legs!”

You quickly turn around to see Sasha spreading Shae wide, a perfect hold for you to just eat her up.

“Time for some ****, bitch~!” you say with a smile before diving into that opening and using your tongue again on Shae to great effect, looking up to see her moaning and groaning as Sasha plays with her tits.

Seeing Sasha use her hands inspires you to use your and a couple of fingers to swiftly join your tongue in pleasuring Shae, first with some rubbing but very quickly moving to fingerfucking her.

“Oh god, John, stoppppp~!” she cries out in pleasure.

“Nuh uh!” you shout out against her pussy and, of course, go faster in response, determined to make her cum in **** for the tag team earlier.

“Fuck. Fuck fuck, fuckfuckfucccck, stopppppp~!” Shae whines at an increasingly higher pitch, each word making you go faster and faster until... “OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING~!!”

“Orgasm on the mat, Shae. Teams are tied at one a piece, next orgasm wins.” The ref announces as Shae shakes through the throes of her strong orgasm.

Satisfied with your ****, you slowly take your time to lick up as much of Shae’s as you can before the ref signals your time is up, and you leave the ring staring at Mairi, a devilish smirk on your face as you rest.