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The Queens of Fighters	By : 1GB Category: +G through L > King of Fighters Views: 8752 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-'94:3vs3
- 2-'95
- 3-'96
- 4-‘97
- 5-‘98-The Smutfest
- 6-‘99
- 7-2000
- 8-2001
- 9-2002 Be The Fucker!
- 10-2003
- 9
- 10
December 2003

In the mid-afternoon, things for Chizuru Kagura were looking peachy after several years out of action. The white-clad protector sighs with grief after looking into the Yata Mirror, as it’s her time to disperse any threats that would pollute the world. Her visions of her sister's death and her killer still burns her. What she would do to bring her back to her presence. She holds onto her chest with her clenched fist as she orders her two most trusted assistants to gather the two men she seeks. Without Kyo Kusanagi and Iori Yagami, her mission would fail miserably. And of course the two hated rivals would ever meet cordially with each other.

With some friendly(and not so friendly) company, the men are worth mentioning, more notably Iori, after the short wait her guest arrives in her home, which also housed her Kagura Shinto Shrine.

"How many years has it been?" Chizuru welcomed her stoic ally in a serious tone. "I last saw you in 1997, and you haven't changed at all."

"Cut the crap. What do you want?" Much like his past team members before him Iori stood.

As usual the man possessing blue flames was given a proper welcome, but to make her approach quick as he gave an uncaring glare to the woman. The impatient man stood at the edge of the entrance of the shrine. For Chizuru, asking him was no easy task as he stood far away from her, she knew battle would soon boil over.

***

Chizuru didn't need her mirror to see her future, evading every purple fireball sent her way in the shrine. Her special move 'Hymn to the Holy Messenger' led any hot blooded fighter in a confused state, evacuating from the corner. Without a second to recover, Chizuru's flown upward as a result of 'Exorcism', one of the sealer's deadly attacks, sending the protector to the wooden floor. She was down, but not out, as the finisher added little to no damage to her body.

She knew him well, perhaps too well and with the help of her most prized possession, she tracks down his weakness. There has to be a way to subdue him, even if it means taking full force in different areas.

Iori huffs snickering to the woman while tossing his black leather coat to the floor. He had her cornered again, his right hand tucking her white dress. His eyes locked onto her chest as every button clasps off her body, a slight gasp left the woman's mouth. His raid wasn't over, with her chest exposed, he proceeded to undress her with her black pants and underwear sliding off her smooth legs and past her bare feet.

Chizuru knew where this was going after messing with Iori. It's been years since she was handled in this situation, she didn't have the time to find a partner worthy of her throne. Even on quiet leisure days, she would be in her own world easing her tension by herself. But now she's had enough of being lonely as no other men would do, she may have found the relief she was looking for as Iori enters two fingers into her.

The Yata mirror protector squirms at the warm touch of the Yasakani Jewel keeper. To add more heat to her inner walls she jerks to Iori's digits increasing the stimulation.

“Hmph! You’ve got more up your alley to bring me in your presence, woman?” Iori looked onto a desperate Chizuru twisting his fingers into her cunt.

"Mmm…" Chizuru's reply nor her mind was clear, leading to soft moans. "You caught me, but also you and Kyo need to stop your bitterness to one another, for now."

"Heh-!" Iori smirks ignoring her plea, his fingering went on reaching further into the priestess. The more her juices ran around them, the more he entered faster, leading to a cry from Chizuru, which was pleasant to Iori's sadistic ears. The act of foreplay seemed to convince him to join, but he wanted to see this woman beg for more, if she wanted an final answer.

While Chizuru wasn't a psychic she knew that she wasn't off the hook of asking Iori to join her. Once Iori's fingers left her slit, he hungrily licked her juices while looking on with the same eye from before. Forcefully, she was shook when he grabbed her waist and with a brief pull from his red leather pants, his cock stood up ready to take the priestess.

The reheaded jazz musician known to play bands as his hobby grunts thrusting onto Chizuru, who moaned with every thrust.

"This is important...ahhh…" She decides to debate while getting nailed by Iori. "Without you on my side I'm...ohhh…!"

Iori finds a liking of where his woman for the day is taking place within her home, feeling nothing more than satisfaction within her moans. With a firm grip on her thighs(so were her legs), which were upwards, he continues to pummel inside her wet pussy. Since he kept himself occupied with her bottom half, he let the lady go off by cupping her own breasts as her wetness built up thanks to the thickness below.

"So you still want me to join you? Yata?" Iori says with a grunt as he slows his thrusts and pulls out.

"Please…" The shrine maiden asks with a serious tone.

"Hmph if that's the case then I want to hear you beg for mercy!"

Chizuru remains steady and had little time to prepare for the amount of pain that would devour her again. The amount of hits taken gradually losing her focus on her mission and more on the redhead front and center. How will any woman ever resist his sexy face and figure? Forget about the world's causes for now, all she wanted to do is get closer to him without the use of slitting throats to decide on their agreement. Her body without a doubt rose in temperature with Iori's dick piercing in her pussy with more force, their flesh pressing against each other.

"Mmm...Yagami…" Yata lets loose those moans she kept silent until Iori pushed deeper into her depths of heaven.

Of course the serpent who possesses the blue flames lashes out a wild groan thrusting at the mirror wielder. Not a single blink from his left redeye left Chizuru's grimace face full of pleasure. He softened his grip on her waist and pulled closer to Kagura with his forehead pressing against hers. Without breaking his rhythm he held to the back of the woman's head.

Chizuru embraced him, grabbing his red haired head as her moans grew louder and the pace grew faster. She was close to her breaking point and the words she wanted to process faints in which Iori had no time to grasp.

"Ahh!" Chizuru's wet pussy clamps tight onto Iori's hard shaft. "Ya-gami...I need you…!"

As a sign of her submission Iori didn't back down on his rapid thrusts, her words kept him going and when he had enough he released inside her with an oddly satisfying groan.

***

By the time Kyo Kusanagi arrives at the Kagura estate the shrine owner is back in her white attire in her relaxed state. One chat over a couple vacated bikes and how the Kyo did not change one bit since they've parted in 1997, she offered Kyo a spot on the Three Sacred Treasures Team, consisting of herself, Kyo and...

"You're kidding me!" Kyo is not happy to hear the announcement. "Yagami wouldn't agree on any kind of proposal!"

"He already has." Chizuru remained in her calm stature.

"What kind of spell did you put on him anyway?" Kyo questions her notions with his rival. Chizuru on the other hand didn’t bother with his childish joke closing her eyes.

"Without his strength we…"

"Without him we'll suffer defeat…" Kyo kicks a pebble from the pavement and turns to Chizuru, who closes her eyes for a brief second. "Wait, there's more to this is there?"

"Perhaps…don't forget why I summoned you here." The white clad protector Kagura turns to Kyo as he sat on the seat of his motorcycle. Unlike her last conversation with Iori she had the most confidence in dealing with the former high school dropout, as she did years ago.

Kyo's now within Chizuru's soft embrace with her hands tugging on his tight denim jeans. As if he didn't know where this deal was headed, with the woman tracing the outer fabric with her hand. With a slight tug she feels for that length that would soon burst out.

With one knee kneel down, Kagura leaves her left hand on the base of Kyo's dick. With her free hand she strokes him to fully harden. With numerous beats she looks up to the flame wielder who's not fully convinced on joining her in this year's KOF. Her mouth, mainly her lips budged against the tip, expresses her amusement of Kyo's length. Less than a second she kisses it she began sucking on half of him before taking the entire dick in her mouth. Her patience for him wore thin moving her head further to the base gripping around the tool with her saliva filled mouth. She lightly moans continuing her duty to harden this dick of the fighting king.

Speaking of him, a single blowjob was no walk in the park and not enough to give a direct answer. He wasn't denying the work she put into her movements as this wasn't the first time she faced him like this. And it was going to get more crazy once he grabs the head of Kagura and comes back with hits of his own. He left the woman moaning his name going deeper in her mouth as his cock began to harden.

"Ahh shit Kagura…" Kyo groans as he slows down his thrusts and allows Kagura to bob her head several more times on his cock before lifting herself off.

What else was removed was his leather jacket and lifted the woman, in which she discarded her black pants and undergarments. Chizuru left her white gown intact only to free her desirable body and bend over on the back of the bike.

"I know this isn't over yet so give me your all!" Chizuru addresses Kyo in a soft sensual manner before her wet cunt is filled with one of the biggest fighters she’s faced off against. And after several thrusts from him she couldn't help but to deliver a few moans while busting her ass against his crotch.

"You're a piece of work Kagura," Kyo snickers, taking his cock inside the shrine maiden with his right fingerless gloved hand against the right side of her hip.

Chizuru turns to Kyo with desire in her eyes as she wasn’t fully on track to convince him effectively. Her mind went elsewhere every second her pussy was invaded by yet another good dick.

Kyo the 'Scion of Flame' pushes forward inside the mirror keepers wet tight passage leading to the woman moaning louder. This led to groping her asscheek and taking a much faster and rougher approach.

"Mmm! Ahhh!" Chizuru jolts while keeping herself from collapsing from the cycle. Her rounded breasts also came to play jiggling in unision with Kyo's eight-level high fucking. As a woman for taking a slow approach couldn't help but to take and accept her opposite taking charge. She couldn't stop him and didn't want it to end. That is, until she let out a scream, with her juices bursting around Kyo's cock.

Kyo lowers his thrusts so Kagura can bask in her afterglow. Once she comes back to the physical world he beats his meat for the last time and groans, covering Chizuru's ass with his thick fluids. Once he finishes he announces, "About earlier...Alright...whatever Kagura. At least I won't get bored with that hoopla."

"Thank you I'm grateful" Chizuru smiles looking back at the handsome biker.

***

With the annual tournament underway in Nara,Japan,the tournament met its second round with the High School Girls team taking the loss against the K' Team in their home country. Not a single bow or sign of respect from the leader, who let his team members do the talking. Despite the loss, they’ve celebrated with a sweet treat for their efforts within the city and did some sightseeing before resting at the park.

"We may be out of the fight but there's more to see and speculate." Mailn, the mysterious newcomer dressed in a red tee and white miniskirt,suggests the threesome.

"Speculating as in seeing the rest of the competitors that we could have fought," Athena Asamiya, always looking her best everywhere she goes,taking the fighting stage in a red two-piece top and skirt, responds with Hinako nodding in agreement. The cute Russian schoolgirl Hinako returns joining the newly developed girls team in her purple uniform.

"Yeah and—" Malin stutters her sentence before Hinako steps in.

"Got something else on your mind apart from the battles. Malin you can tell us." Hinako spoke like the cheery high school student, and suddenly an unknown male spoke out.

"Yeah Marin, were all ears!"

It was then the three ladies were surprised and shocked to see a schoolboy(whom Athena met since his debut) show up outta nowhere.

"EEHHH?!"

***

"I can't blame your team members for leaving you...head in the clouds I assume," Athena says as the group left from outside to visit a nearby hotel for the night.

"How am I going to face Beni and Diamon now?" Shingo addresses Kyo Kusanagi's current team members of the so called 'Japan Team' with a bit of grief sitting on the side end of the bed. "I guess they're right. I need to get better than sensei."

Athena shows some encouragement for the young student, "I've seen you in the tournament and I gotta say, seeing you kick butt alone is very courageous, sorta like Kyo and Iori."

"Thank you that means a lot." Shingo couldn't help but be flattered by his former classmate.

"I wonder what made him return to the tournament every year?" Hinako stood poised beside Malin. The mystery girl from Osaka also comments.

"Maybe has a girlfriend that supports him...? Nah. Can't be." Malin shrugs, poking fun of Shingo.

"Don't be such a mean sport Malin." The highschool foreigner speaks out on her joke. "I too admire your sense of bravery."

"Oh thanks guys! I'm…" Shingo takes a bow before the girls team leans in closer. "Hey what are you doing?"

"Let us take care of you. Ease this tension so you can perform your best out there!" Athena, the popstar is front in center with a loving glance at Shingo, who came to an obvious conclusion as she tugs on his chest.

"Whoa as in...intercourse?! With the three of you?!" The young student spat out feeling nervous and confused.

"Such a smart cookie…Now lose those pants!" Malin chirps tugging his cheek
and follow Athena's lead down to his pelvic region.

"O-ok! One second!" Shingo awkwardly bows fidgeting as he lowers the bottom portion of his school uniform. He wore his good underwear this time scoring a clean white pair. At the same time a slight bulge was present beneath the fabric.

One tuck away from a couple cute girls, Athena and Malin, they feast their eyes on his length and took no time using their mouths tilting from two sides. Starting from the base Athena takes the flaccid member with her hand, sucking him before reaching his prime. Malin also wanted in, pushing the idol aside and followed Athena's process. Using her frisky tongue she flicks Shingos dick in a circular motion. Her right hand held to the length jerking him all while taking his pink tip to her mouth.

Hinako was out of the loop with her team members uncertain on what to do, and stood beside Shingo. Being the cute grappler representing Japan she uses her tape covered hands pressing him from his shoulders. With her head resting on Shingo's left side of his head she places a peck to his ear. Her arms would soon drop down to Shingo's center with her hands clenched to his chest. With slow strokes Hinako teases his nips that further the stimulation leading to the sole man to moan as she nibs his earlobe.

Shingo fidiged briefly on the bed once Malins lips pushed forward onto his saliva coated dick. Athena refused to do nothing and licks his ball sack with her tongue. He's now hot all over hoping for a cooldown with the girls having their way with him. He groans, feeling his cock rise out from the mysterious girl's mouth and rise up from the bed stripping from his clothing. With his cock in his right hand he took a deep breath as the three girls also removed their clothing, and moved to a different position.

"Come to me and find out how amazing I could be!" Malin bends sticking her ass out with the boy nodding.

"Um, no way let me get on top of you!" Hinako grabs Shingo's right arm and sits him on the end of the bed. The remains of her clothing on her we're her taped fingers along with a pair of knee pads that she did or did not forget to remove. The high school foreigner has a look at Shingo's raised erect cock before sitting on his lap with her cunt ready to lower onto his length. Hinako starts bouncing up and down with her hands on his broad shoulders. Her cutesy image never faded from her face taking the boy first in a command that would be banned from the public. With her hips jyrated in moderate speed she moans quietly whenever her pussy lowers to Shingos dick in return he embraces the ride holding the petite girl gently.

The entry level fighter in Kusanagi Arts learned many things from his past teachers with the exception of handling women at an intimate level. He was on his own for that!

"How does my technique feel?" Hinako continues to ride Shingo with some traces of sweat coating both of their bodies.

"Feels great! However... it's about time for this man to show you my skills." Shingo was surely confident to say to the sumo practitioner.

"Oh and how?" Hinako giggles.

"By doing...this!"

Shingo held onto Hinako's fair skinned frame and busted out a number of slow thrusts. He grunted using the strength he used in his excessive training and move in a faster. The sound of his crotch and Hinako's smooth wet pussy collided. The young rookie growled once he hit the girl's sweet spot leading to her to mewl sweetly in response. She had to counter lowering down onto his crotch which was now covered in her juices.

Hinako huffs with a look of determination and pushes harder against Shingo who refused to back down. Her upward posture soon bent over and without slowing down she placed her hands between his head that sported a strained face.

"Just say it too much for you?!" Hinako questions the now sweat coated youth beneath her.

"Ahh...Heck no!" Shingo grunts setting his eyes on the cutie above. "This? This is nothing! It's you that has to watch out. Take this!"

Hinako wasn't prepared for the wild collision that would shake her. Her wet snatch currently coiled the hardened cock that reached to the heated core rapildy led to more bouncing from her breasts to her long gold hair. Simply from one grope of her active swaying tits caused the past Women Fighters Team to burst. She couldn't take more of shingos aggressive pounding, taking a loss for once.

Shingo wasn't finished once pulled Hinako aside. He was still hard...one down two more to go.

"Me next come on!" Malin rushed to Shingo's arm and she laid on top of the sheets. She was ready for him to do more than being the bottom tier of every team he joined. The newcomer lay back and allowed Shingo to spread her legs high and shove his cock inside. In contrast to the cute sumo girl she didn't care about taking it slow. With a desperate moan and her legs crossing Shingos behind she rocks quickly between his fast thrusts.

"Oh shit, that's it?" Malin continues to moan while placing her arms around Shingo's neck. "More dammit! I need it!"

"Geez you're a feisty one!" Shingo replies, getting the hint and resumes his way with Malin who kept her claws into his muscular body. He grunts going harder on Malin's kitty, his dick once again covered in juices. He felt the rush of her petite body gripping him tightly as she reached her limit as the grip loosened letting the boy free from her clutches.

"Saving the best for last I see…" Athena says with an adorable grin her eyes ranged from his heaving face to his length that refused to limp. Staying in the side lines gave herself a decent amount of time to warm up, such as feeling herself while her team members getting plowed. That led her to find a new position for her to try and was helpful aiding Shingo. Laying on the right side of her well trimmed body her left leg was lifted thanks to Shingo who wasted no time to fill another piece of pussy.

Athena moans with desire in her eyes every time Shingo's cocks pushed in smoothly. The idol swayed forward matching the pace of the thrusts coming from the self taught martial artist. In addition she gave herself another act of self love touching her swaying tits in between the pounding she anticipated to get. Athena also sighted that her team members were still present observing the work shown in display. Of course being the leader it was up to her to teach them some tricks. The purple haired singer rolls her head back pushing against Shingo's dick as he thrusts inside the girls team leader.

"Ahh…!" Athena moans breathing heavy with every slap to Shingos skin. "You're doing great, keep it up!"

"Okay!" Shingo, now feeling the top of the world hearing a sign of encouragement from a pop idol of all people. But unfortunately his limit has reached as he held his release for a long amount of time. Once Athena reached her climatic finish with a songily cry her juices running on his stick he quickly pulled out and held it as the woman to group up together upon Athena's request. Hinako and Malin kneeled with the leader as the sole boy in the room came. A stream of thick fluid bursts out coating the three young ladies' pretty faces. Out of breath Shingo collapses on the bed taking a well deserved rest for his hard work.

The three high school girls were also parched from their romp mainly by Athena who sighs taking the cum into her mouth. Malin gathered any of the fluids from her bandana wiping it off finding the smell odd for her tastes. Hinako uses her tips gathering drops having a taste test finding the fluid slightly tasty according to her.

"Since he's out what do we do now?" Honako looks at a now knocked out Shingo.

Being the official team member of the team she assembled Athena declares,"Leave him, he's got feet to lead his team. They should be worried where he went. I think."

***

Sky Noah... a mysterious airship set above the big city was the next step to the tournament finals. Following a victory against the K’ Team, the Ikari Team was notified by Heidern about their final battle. Over the years winning the tournament wasn't a huge deal for them either they would do it for fun and the experience or for an important mission that had to eliminate the competition to get there. The only difference was the new sponsors taste in scenery like no other before them.

The Ikari Team going back to their old roots reformed back to a team of three...silent soldier in the taught Heidern Arts, Leona Heidern, the cool collected grappler Clark and rowdy Ralf who lets his fists do the talking. The threesome noticed a piano and beneath the feet sat a black panther that sported deep crimson eyes dressed in a red and black dress with hints of rose patterns. She gives a bow before speaking, "Forgive me for the late intro. I'm Rose. Our castle in the sky."

"Sky Noah?"

"Call our little meeting fate…brother…"

Next to her faded in was a tall pale individual dressed in black from the neck downward. He had a face of femininity but underneath carried blood of a formidable man whose descendant of Rugal Bernstien.

"I am Adelheid. Has my unworthy sister offended you?" His face showed no signs of emotion.

"Hmph! Who is unworthy? ...Ooh, hoo, hoo, hoo!" The younger sister of Adel says with a hearty laugh.

"I'll speak frankly. You shall fight my brother but as for who will win, there can be no doubt."
She held his brother's left arm.

"We'll see about that!" Ralf, the leader of his team, says to Rose.

"Then you understand? ...Well, then." Moving away from the stage as the lights unveiled a large area big enough for the fighters. Rose walked to the piano with her pet following her steps. Sitting down she raises her arms with excitement...

"Peal through the heavens! Our sweet music of holy joy!"

"You...guys can go on without me," Leona keeps close contact with Adel.

"Hold on wh—" Ralf had to ask but his partner cut him short.

"Let her at him," Clark takes Ralf away from

"Now's not the time, Clark points his head to the piano where Rose resides, "Well look out for the girl if anything questionable comes up."

"Now I see why father summoned me here," Leona spoke to herself forming her fighting stance. The silent soldier of unknown origin quickly snaps out her consciousness as the son of Rugal growls striking her with his right fist. With the rigorous training from her lifong job she dodged her opponent's hit successfully and made a clean hit to his middle using her sharp fingertips to slice in a circular motion.

Adel dropped from the slice taking some damage to his shirt which accented his impressively fit body and in a brink of a second lifted himself up. His glance saw the woman in defense mode looking straight to his eyes while backing slowly. He was soon to sense the realization of leonas next move dodging his tab.

As the melody of the piano plays courtesy of the hostess Rose, Leona approaches the man kneeling her knee down between his legs. She turns to Rose and her comrades direction giving the group a sly smirk before lowering Adels trousers. Not a single reaction from her as she's used to seeing long thick dicks in which the royal son packed but not as big compared to Ralf and Clark. Using her hands mainly her right starts stroking him starting from the girth of his cock leading to the youth to moan softly.

From earring explosives to the guns used during her time in the service in Brazil nothing else brought her more pleasure than a nice cock to enjoy when the factories close down. She pumps him to Adels true state sliding her hand back and forth from center to base. She didn't forget the reddish head which oozes a bit of precum from her smooth steady beats. Licking her lips she uses her tongue tracing around the bellend taking small motions before pressing her lips around his length taking him inside her orifice.

Adels moans does not change tone spectating his opponent coats his hardened length with her warm saliva. He slightly tilts his head up and uses his free hand to grab her full blue ponytail as Leona presses her lips firmly against the circumference of his dick.

Rose continues playing her precious tune on her black piano and while her brother's getting some good head, her eyes remain drawn to the melody believing her brother would defeat the Leona the Ikari member.

"Ha! Leona's got this in the bag!" Ralf spat out elbowing Clark,"She'll tap out that guy in no time."

Once Ralf bantered those words Rose lost her phase into the next stage of her melody. She's in awe at the sight of her brother receiving head from the opponent.

"What the...brother! How could you?! Let these fools get the advantage!" Rose turns sour when she finds her brother getting blown by Leona. "Take that cock out and show her how a true warrior does it!"

"So you can run your mouth and sit on your behind, girly?" Ralf raises an eyebrow and clenches his fists at the hostess. "How about we show you how a real warrior does it?"

"Oh hoo hoo hoo! Like hell that I would do such dirt like—" She wanted to remotely decline but being turned on by the action in front of her she couldn't refuse once the two buff men as they undid their jeans showing their meaty cocks. Rose showed some slight disgust in her face before eying both mens pricks and taking them by her hands. Again her thoughts were to pump em or go one at a time with her mouth. The delicacy of her hands stroking the semi hard cocks wasnt enough for the Ikari men so she had to for the sake of herself. Starting on the right she teases Clarks tip with slight strokes with her tongue. Without thinking it through she headed to the left repeating similar action. With brief moves being made even made her hot within her loins grasping to take off her dress.

For some time Rose's elder brother led Leona standing on all fours plowing her insides at a steady pace. The silent Ikari Warrior was anything but that moaning loud as her ass bounced against Adel's crotch. Adel lightly groans hitting that sensitive spot of Leonas snatch leading her to clasp around his hard member. Things were heating up between the sexes but with Leona lashes out some moans her work against her opponent was far from over as she retained her desire to come right away.

Rose sat on her right side legup ready to give into the men she claimed low class starting with Clark. With his cock pushing inside her slowly the young woman gasped considering that this would be her first try at a man's cock that would surely give any of the pep boys she encountered a run for their money. The heat in her body dwelled up once those thrusts turned moderate with Clark locked his left arm with her upward leg along with a slight clutch to her thigh. She was flushed completely in the face taking the beating that couldn't help but say this feels so good. Of course it wasn't just a one on one session on her part with another large cock pressing against her right cheek she welcomed Ralf to give her a good faceoff with her crimson coated lips.

Being the quiet woman she became since her torrid childhood a series of soothing quiet moans were heard as her heated core being pounded quickly by her attractive rival. The blue girl's expression evolved from hopeful to a submissive being pinned down and pumped harder from Adel who takes his attacks to her to an extreme measure. Pushing upward to meet from the pale flesh from the attractive German youth she moaned even louder, arching her back as the juices flowed onto Adel's hardened cock. The son of Rugal slowed down his sharp thrusts as he was soon close to his release. Once he was out of Leona he stood up leaving the rest to the bluenette to finish him starting with laying her hands on his waist taking him back to her mouth leaving Adel to tilt his head back.

Still remaining behind the piano shook Rose who was onboard with Ralf and Clark was soon in her own world after they double teamed her with Clark in her pussy and Ralf in her mouth. Now the men switched positions now with Ralf charging upward into Rose's wet slit as she agressivly pushes back. The resistance was no longer there and she was soon looking at Clark with lustful eyes. Of course the man remaining in his cap and shades took the hint and with half of his cock taken by her oral hole once again but this time matching the thrusts with his lifelong friend. With her impressive tits swaying with the pounding she recieved Rose moaned within Clarks throbbing cock feeling Ralf penetrating her hard enough to reach her limit.

Leona heard the squeals from the younger woman and concluded that her men did their job. Now it was time for her to finish Adel with his pulsating dick deep within her mouth. Her opponent's groan to let out would be his last as his body tensed with his cum streaming into her prepared mouth and face. With the main target out of commission it's now time to face the music on what to tell the old man back home.

-TBC-
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