She finishes you to completion.

“Oh...fuck,” you gasp out in complete ecstasy as she continues working your cock like a fleshy lollipop.

Barely even recognizing the referee’s ever observant presence hovering nearby, your eyes start to flutter as she quickens her pumps, sensual and swift.

Naked arousal pounding away in your nether regions, you can barely even hold her bobbing head in place.

You are in complete sensory overload now, with every lick and lavish sending electrical jolts of pleasure up your groin.

As your cock remains firmly engulfed between her upper lips, you’re now envisioning exactly what you intending on doing to her lower ones.

Sensually massaging your scrotum with one hand, Kayla stares up at you with those smug, sexy green eyes of hers.

Those smug….wait a min-

“Oh fuck!”

That is not the sound of verbal euphoria as her blowjob finally takes you over the edge and down her throat.

Rather, that is the sound of utter shock and surprise as Kayla’s left finger suddenly penetrates your bare ass.

Stiffening up like a wooden plank as her index finger squeezes through your masculine buttcheeks, all the way up to your prostate.

Her mouth is still all over your twitching cock, but that is literally the only body part that you can actually move at the moment.

Your arms are limp, your legs are limp, and you can’t even form a basic sentence as she continues staring you with that steely, unwavering gaze of hers.

“Fuc…….” Visibly grimacing as the initial shock now becomes a paralyzing sensation that sweeps all over, you attempt to push her off you, but then your legs buckle underneath you.

The arena suddenly becomes much bigger as you fall back to the canvas, her finger still deep inside your bare ass.

“Right now, the rookie is learning a lesson about why you never let your guard down here in the ECL,” the announcer exclaims, his amused commentary all but lost on you as you still struggle to form basic syllables.

Grunting a little at the impact, you let out a frustrated whimper as her lips slowly release your cock, with Kayla now assuming the dominant position.

Your throbbing, now saliva-drenched member is shooting straight up in the air, but not for long.

Tucking one leg behind her, Kayla grips your shaft with her right hand and starts jerking you up with just as much vigor as her blowjob.

“I’ll admit, I’m not as proficient with BJs as some of my more outgoing colleagues, but I really hope it was good for you. To be honest, I’m more of a...hands-on kinda girl,” she tells you in between strokes, a coy grin growing on her face as she gleefully watches your member throbbing pleasurable in her palm.

Stupid. Idiot. Fuck. Goddamn. You can’t think of enough words to curse your hubris as the black-haired woman expertly massages and stimulates your shaft from base to tip.

The only thing you feel now is simply a paralyzing swirl of both pleasure and discomfort as her left hand is easing in and out of your rear, and her right is expertly easing up and down your dick.

“What’s wrong, never had a girl finger you in the prostate before?” she observes with a wryly grin, tilting her head to the side playfully as the timer counts down.

“Fuc….fuck…..” you attempt to get out, but to no avail.

“Oh don’t worry sweetie. I’m going to fuck you real good in the end of this,” she mocks you with an almost sadistic grin painted across her visage. “But, for now…”

With your cock already sucked halfway to completion previously, and her finger still buried in your ass, you can do nothing else but think, “Don’t let her win. Don’t let her win. Don’t let her-oh fuck!”

With a shameful cry, a massive orgasm explodes out of your balls and unto her racing hand, just as the referee ends the 20-count.

Convulsing violently as the waves of ecstasy finally overwhelm your paralyzed state, you gaze up at the ceiling lights helplessly as your traitorous cock shoots out a stick white rope of cum all over the canvas.

Removing her index finger with a wet pop, she teasingly licks her other skilled digits clean before standing up.

Striking a victorious pose for the crowd to pop, she blows you a playful kiss before sauntering back over to her corner, leaving only a defeated mess of a man in her wake.

You’ve lost a point for domination.