orgasmic match in the ring now!

Both of the big girls nod and climb into the ring. Even specially made, it creaks a little under their combined girth.
“Let’s keep this fun, okay?” Helen offers courteously. “First to cum twice loses?”

Betsy nods firmly, bouncing on her heels to loosen up a bit. It makes her breasts bounce magnificently. Helen seems far more chatty than your cowgirl, and you wonder if it’s her confidence or that Betsy is just taking it more seriously.

You bang a little bell ceremoniously at ringside and the bbws hurl themselves at each other, directly as if they were sumos. Their bellies and breasts slam into each other with an echoing, rubbery boing, and they bounce off each other for a moment before reapplying their forward momentum.

Betsy seems to be pushing Helen back with her superior upper body, and you quietly cheer for her in your head, not looking to distract or inflate her ego. Just when she looks about to take down Helen, she dodges to one side and grabs Betsy’s arm, pulling her down beneath her as she falls.

Betsy falls on her udders, wincing briefly as Helen’s big body slides up behind her, taking two big handfuls of the breasts you’d been squeezing the night before and doing just the same. Betsy let out a firm gasp, Helen’s smile becoming a bit dirtier as she handled the big soft melons. “Oooh, I’m gonna like playing with you,” she says sweetly, running her trunk around Betsy’s neck to hold her steady and minimize her struggling as she continues to **** her spandex-covered bosom.

It’d be wrong to lie and say you didn’t enjoy the sight of it, though…