You don't give Izzy the chance

You said. "Have your way then."

You slide down your trunks letting free your big thick cock. It were hard as Izzy struggles against the wrestling ropes. The crowd on the edge of their seats not knowing what to expect from you.

You grip the base of your cock bringing your cockhead up to Izzy sweet wetting lips. To you it seems that Izzy were enjoying this a little.

Her green eyes peer down into Owens taking in every aspect of his fat scared and furious face. His eyes not wanting to witness another man fucking a girl that he pines for. But his eyes never leaving Izzy's.

You push slowly into Izzy tight pussy. The top of your cock feeling her red bush as you slid in. You felt Izzy tightening around your thickness while you pick up the pace. Your hips pounding into her hard butt cheeks. Her ass shaking on every one of your long rigid thrusts.

You yank on her red hair looking down at Owen. Your evil smirk hidden behind your red luchador mask as your eyes took in his soft whimpering. Your eyes not leaving Owens while you started to pound the fuck out of Izzy pussy. Izzy tits jerking back and forth while your cock were drench in her sweet nectar.

Everyone eyes watching this live porno. Their ears fills up with your strong tough unyielding pounding of Izzy drench pussy. You shift a hand down to her pussy. Your hand rubbing Izzy bushy clit powerfully.

Izzy moaning. "Oh godddd, Yessss. Moree, moreee. moree. please god. fuck me, yes yess yesss." Her bugging out eyes went down to Owen. "Oh yes. Give me that god dick. ohh fucckkkkkk. manhandle that pusssyyyy."