Share her with someone

You're enjoying this too much you pumped up thug.

You stop the kissing dead & release her pussy. Before Fen can say 'blue balls' you seize her wrist & apply a cross arm breaker. She's still hyperventilating when you cinch it in & give it a tug. Her great bicep presses into your cock. With all the pain on her wrist & elbow, plus a denied orgasm, the thug hisses silently.

"Fighting then fucking, fucking then fighting.These 2 can't make up their minds."

You motion the official to bring you a microphone. She holds it up to you, since you need both hands to control Fen's 1.

"Enjoying the show ladies & gents?"

The deafening roar suggests yes.

"How about you Fen, you having fun?"

When ref moves the mic to her, you wrench on your hold, sending her screeches through the speakers.

"I guess not. How about we get someone to help you with that."

Audience roars anew, some even try to push past security to take you up on that offer.

Oh crap, hope Zhang isn't too mad about that.

"Anyone out the back who wants a turn on this bitch, she's all yours. Better hurry though, she might get frigid again."

The prospect of being passed around like a meat platter doesn't suit Fen at all. She bounds to life & squirms ferociously. Your grip almost slips, she seems immune to the pain screaming up her arm. She manages to **** herself to her side, every vein popping at the strain, her face screaming in effort. You put all your leg strength into pushing the thug back down, as well as some cruel twisting on her fingers. Finally, her colossal strength looses out to your superior positioning. She thuds onto her back & stares hopelessly up.