The Schoolgirls tapped out!

The Schoolgirls moan as The Black Panthers drilled their cocks into them, making them look at each while they pulled on their hair with one hand while the other fondles their tits that swayed back and forth.

As the two white woman cry out as they started to cum, The Black Panther wrap their arms around them and pull them back and then wrap their legs around them in a hold, squeezing while they continue to pound away in their captive's cunts.

"Ahh!" Both women cry as they couldn't take it anymore and cum once again before tapping out at the same time.

The bell rings.

"And your winners by submission..." Lisa yells, "The Black Panthers!"

"And there you have it. The Black Panthers are the winners!" Scot yells as the crowd cheers and boos while The Black Panthers get up and get their hands raised by Shawna.

"Fair and square I might add." Angel huffs.

"I wouldn't say that." Scot replies.

"You got something to say, little man?"

"It's just that The Black Panthers did some sneaky tactics at the beginning of the match, that's all."

"Sneaky? What do you mean sneaky, like white person sneaky or black person sneaky because with you crackers they are two different things!"

"Listen here missy! I been fair with you but I will not sit here and take being called racist simply because I'm calling what I see!"

"Sit or stand it doesn't matter to me. You are still the same size to me."

"Are we going to have a talk about what being professional is about?"

"You damn right we are!"

"Stay tune folks." Scot growls as The Black Panthers put their feet on The Schoolgirls and pose for the cameras before taking off their strapons, slick with cum and throwing it on the whimpering schoolgirls, "We will right back after these words. But first I need to talk to my cohost."

"Oh, there's going to be words, alright. I guarantee about that!" Angel snarls while The Black Panthers leave the ring.