Tora Tora

Marachi gets on his knees and flips Tora over and rips open her pants before inserting his cock into her pussy.

"Fuucck!" Tora cries as Marachi thrust his cock into her over and over as he turns his hips as if he was dancing.

"Why....did you....pick...me?" Tora cries in Spanish as El Marachi's balls slaps against her ass.

"Because Senora Tora a beautiful woman like Senora Diabla should be romance before the art of love making. You are just a puta!"

Marachi thrust his cock harder and faster into Tora making her screams with tears in her eyes.

Marachi leans forward and places with Tora tits that lie underneath fabric, making to pull them out and pinch and fondle them before Marachi pick Tora up in air with his cock still fucking her.

Diabla still lies on the mat, but she spread her legs open as she tears a hole in her latex suit to reveal her pussy as Tora, still with tears in her eyes, shakes her head no before Marachi slams her headfirst into La Diabla's pussy.

Diabla wraps her legs around Tora's head as Marachi continues to fuck her.

Diabla can feel Tora's cries of frustration and pleasure vibrating amidst her pussy lips.

"I don't know how much longer Tora Tora can take this." Candy says as Tora seems to be struggling less and less as the lack of air and the constant pounding starts to take their tow on her.

Tora starts to raise her hand up.

"It looks like Senora Tora might tap." El Tigre says.

Then the crowd cheers, "3...2...1!"

Both Marachi and Diabla stop what they were doing and look up at the steps with Tora still in the middle looking ready to tap as a new wrestler approach.