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Faheema Salih vs. Bubbles Burste - Birds Of A Feather

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Post by acuya on Tue Jul 18, 2017 10:25 pm

Outside the ring, Mariah was putting on a brave face. Being a manager had her wearing a lot of hats - she was one part accountant, one part booking agent, one part hype woman, and she was fully engaged with that last one at the moment. Bubbles tended to focus on sex and violence when she was in the ring, and she either forgot or didn’t care about the audience watching. It was all about her pleasure. So that meant it fell on Mariah to rally the crowd, get them clapping at the big spots, signal to them when she saw the big moves coming.

But not today. Today, she waited near the edge of the ring, gripping the apron’s skirt tight as she looked onward, watching as the two rutting monsters squared off again. Smiling, but with a nervous twitch, because she knew that a rare thing could happen, here. Faheema could beat Bubbles.

Inside the ring, Bubbles knew that, too, but she had none of the apprehension her wife did. While she tried to be happy with whoever got thrown her way, the truth was that it was nice to have a challenge. To be pushed.  The sexual carnivore across from her was up to that task, and truth told, Bubbles wouldn’t have minded too much if she lost. The sex was guaranteed, and she wanted to know Faheema. For once, not simply in the Biblical way.

That being said, she wasn’t going to give an inch, either. In a way, the two of them were already having sex, like this was merely a rough foreplay that only their sort of women could engage in, and there was no way she was going to half-ass it. ”Let’s!”

The two collided in the middle of the ring, locking up in a mashing mess of sweaty skin. Bubbles’ bare breasts slapped against Faheema’s pair and rubbed against them, as if urging their new friends to come out and play, and the blonde behemoth started to work on driving forward, as if she wanted to force Faheema into a corner and dominate.

But Bubbles wasn’t an idiot. She could remember things, like the reason her stomach was aching at the moment. It had only been a minute, maybe two, since she suffered those hellish knees, and with the two of them so close, she was expecting a repeat. This time, she was ready.

Faheema’s knee landed on its intended target, crashing into her ribs and causing a pain that Bubbles would be feeling for a few days. A good, solid strike, with one problem: after she landed the blow, Faheema didn’t get her leg back.

Instead, Bubbles reached over her opponent’s leg and grabbed it at the knee, keeping it held against her. At the same time, she reached around Faheema’s head, gripped those hairs tight again, closed their and rammed their lips together for a kiss so rough that it almost became an attack itself. Teeth clashed, tongues dueled, breath was exchanged.

For one, solitary second, the two of them embraced like long-lost lovers. One second that seemed to last ten times longer.

Then that second passed, and Bubbles lifted Faheema up with the roar of an amazon queen, arched her back, and attempted to send her flying overhead with an Exploder Suplex towards the nearest corner.

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Post by Gwyndolin on Wed Jul 19, 2017 1:23 pm

For the moment, Faheema's match had shifted back into territory that she was familiar with. She had some new ideas for how to score the orgasm that she needed, but it could wait until she had pummeled her opponent into submission. Unfortunately, as clever as Faheema could be in a fight, Bubbles was deceptively sharp as well, and she was smart enough to foresee the incoming strike and set a trap that Faheema walked right into.

Her eyes went wide as she felt her leg being locked into place, leaving her standing clumsily on one foot. No amount of tugging or twisting could extricate her knee joint from the crook of her opponent's arm. Hardly a favorable turn of events, but at the least, it was a refreshing change of pace from the sort of scum that Faheema usually fought. The men in Egypt were never smart enough to think one step ahead, because all of them had refused to take Faheema seriously in the first place. Bubbles, for all her bravado, was humble enough to regard her as a threat, and plan accordingly. Now, Faheema was being reeled in, trying unsuccessfully to resist that tight hold on the back of her head.

“N-not again,” Faheema grumbled as her mouth slammed into her opponent's, as if she wasn't secretly craving it by now. The kiss was wild and sloppy, just like Faheema herself, and once Bubbles had brought them together, she took to it passionately. Her tongue swirled around, getting a good taste as the smell of her opponent's breath and sweat intoxicated her. “Hnh,” she moaned as her trapped leg curled around the Virgin Killer's body in a romantic embrace.

Too bad the romance didn't last long. Suddenly, the muscles Faheema was pressed against bulged with exertion, and a pang of fear went through Faheema's head as her feet left the ground, and she was catapulted in an arc toward a nearby corner. “Gaha!” the Nubian shrieked as her body struck the uneven surface of the corner post. The surprise Faheema felt at the bold maneuver, and the tight hold her body had been trapped in, all made it hard for her to brace herself, and the impact was devastating.

Landing on the back of her head with a crash, Faheema went still, her upper body prone on the canvas and her lower body tangled in the ring elements. No part of her felt like it had been spared. Every muscle ached, and every sense was disrupted. Groaning softly, Faheema started squirming on the canvas as she struggled to regain control of herself, her upside-down gaze zeroing in on the sight of her hulking opponent nearby.

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Post by acuya on Wed Jul 19, 2017 11:58 pm

From ringside, Mariah watched as her wife throttled another woman and smothered her in a passionate embrace. She could tell that more than a few people in the audience were looking her way, as they’d been doing every time Bubbles did something overtly sexual in the match, which was about once every five seconds. It wasn’t anything new. The US, Canada, Mexico, Germany, England - they’d wrestled around the world, but never any place where their relationship came close to resembling normal.

Mariah just kept smiling, looking on at the sort of thing she’d seen a hundred times over - though, admittedly, rarely with this much carnal chaos. Bubbles was hers at the end of the day. No matter who sampled her, Mariah was the only one to get the full experience. That was what mattered.

Besides, she knew what was about to happen.

”She’s up!” Mariah cheered and threw her arms in the air as Faheema was catapaulted across the ring, only to hit the turnbuckle with all the grace of plane crash. ”And it’s good!”

Alas, her football field-goal joke was lost on most of the Japanese crowd. Bubbles giggled, though, and gave her a wave as she crossed the ring, before bringing her attention back to the hellcat she was tangling with. ”Yup, again.” She cooed as she came stomping over to where Faheema laid. ”And again and again and again.”

Faheema was wide open, and Bubbles could’ve hit her with all kinds of marauding moves, but she had something more creative in mind. A little experiment. First, though, she needed to get unwilling - or, perhaps, willing - test subject in the proper position.

”Looking a little tired there, baby doll.” She dipped down, wrapped her arms around Faheema’s waist, and lifted the smaller woman while she hung upside down. Bubbles pressed her against the turnbuckle for support and attempted to hook her legs under the top rope, trying to trap her in the tree of woe. ”Just lay back. Relax. Close those brown-eyes of yours. This is the fun part.”

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Post by Gwyndolin on Thu Jul 20, 2017 7:07 pm

Unable to summon her strength, Faheema could only groan in dismay as Bubbles descended down like an angel to scoop her up, hoisting her until no part of her body was touching the ground. Then the muscular goddess pressed their bodies together, squeezing Faheema between herself and the hard metal of the post. She didn't have the foggiest idea of what Bubbles was trying to do, but the feeling of her legs being grabbed and wound around the corner one by one worried her. Common sense told her to try to resist, but Faheema was feeling a bit too...distracted at the moment.

Distracted, not just by the pain of having her sore back pressed into the ring post, but by the pleasure of what her front was pressed against. Her opponent's body, so firm and so warm, rubbed against her as muscles slick with sweat glided across one another. Bulbous, engorged breasts, pressed not against one another but against each woman's abdomen, provided a sort of impromptu massage to the tender abdominal muscles. Of course, Bubbles' tits, being uncovered, did the better job, and Faheema mewled in ecstasy as those hardened nipples traced invisible lines of pleasure across her stomach.

Even though Faheema's arms were free, she was enjoying herself too much to consider a violent counterattack. Something more mischievous had crossed her mind. Reaching up to grab the fashionable but not entirely secure bikini bottoms around her opponent's waist, Faheema pulled them down as far as they would go, aiming to get them around Bubbles' knees at the very least. Showing her soft parts to the crowd wasn't quite the goal, as Bubbles would immediately feel Faheema's hands pressing against her thighs.

“This is the fun part!” Faheema echoed her opponent's words as she pushed Bubbles' legs as hard as she could, trying to make the giant woman trip over her own bikini and fall backwards. This was certainly Faheema's definition of fun, but she knew that the Virgin Killer meant for something else to happen. No doubt it would feel wonderful, judging from the salacious tone of her opponent's words, but Faheema's self-esteem wouldn't allow her to hang submissively while her arms were free.

Unfortunately, they were the only part of her body still free, because when Faheema tried to shake herself loose, she realized with escalating horror that her legs were really stuck. Her own body weight kept them tightly wedged beneath the turnbuckle, and she didn't have the leverage to simply force them out of position. Her options for counter strategy were really limited, only able to lash out at her opponent if she came within arm's reach of the corner she was trapped against. Unable to evade or block, suspended upside down with her legs tied to the corner in a painful knot, she was easy prey.

“I lie down for no one! L-let me goooo!” Faheema shouted furiously. Realizing just how dire her situation was, Faheema's fight or flight instincts took over, compelling her to resist with everything she had. The entire ring shook as Faheema threw her weight for side to side vigorously, pushing with every muscle beneath her torso to dislodge herself. Futile with Bubbles standing right there to reign her in, but Faheema hadn't gotten this far in life by making things easy for the people she fought.

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Post by acuya on Thu Jul 20, 2017 10:10 pm

The audience had been invested right from the start, always eager to see the unpredictable results of two AFW newcomers going at it. Chants and cheers, people going for Blonde Behemoth or the Black Brawler, making guesses on what sort of wild move they’d see next. Mariah could tell, just from the whispers she heard nearby, that they were loving the sexual violence going on, wondering where it all would end up.

A good question. Bubbles had a different one on her mind, however, as she hoisted Faheema up and hung her like the world’s hottest Christmas ornament: had she ever fucked a woman while she was upside down?

It was an odd question to ask yourself, but she couldn’t stop it from slipping into her head as she prepared to do just that. Bubbles never shied away from a unique experience, but she couldn’t recall ever pleasuring someone in quite this position. Unless you counted that one late-night romp she and Mariah had in a motel pool, but they hadn’t stayed upside down for long through that, so she figured it didn’t count.

Oh, well. This would be a learning experience for them both. For instance, Bubbles learned that her opponent had very slick hands, as she deftly worked her bottom down before the blonde could ever think of stopping her. Not that she had any problem with the act alone - again, she would’ve likely done it herself, given enough time. But the push that followed was the real problem, as she was forced to awkwardly stumble back and came down for a hard sit on her butt.

Some laughed at the display, while others took pictures of her bottomless form, as if they lived in a world where this was a rare sight. Bubbles was among the former group, and her laughing only grew stronger when saw Faheema struggling about, fighting to get free from the snare.

”Good thing I’m not asking you to lie down.” Bubbles smirked and kicked off her bottom, letting it drop just under Faheema’s head. She popped back up to her feet and wagged a finger Faheema’s way, as a fiendish grin began to develop across her lips. ”Word of warning: Don’t move around too much for this next part. It’ll go easier if you just take it flat, trust me.”

With that drop of wisdom given, Bubbles abruptly turned about and ran to the opposite corner, turning at the last second to hit the pads with her back. She wanted to give Faheema pleasure, but first she needed to get her docile, if only for a few moments. The only way to do that? Pain.

After another Amazon Queen scream, Bubbles came charging out of the corner, opened her arms wide, and attempted to slam into Faheema’s upper body with a body avalanche - her signature move, Steamroller. Typically it was done on a standing opponent, but she figured it wouldn’t make much of a difference like this. Maybe it would hurt more.

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Post by Gwyndolin on Fri Jul 21, 2017 12:43 am

Ironically, Faheema wasn't among the horde of people laughing at the success of her improvised offense. Regardless of the comedic vibe that her antics gave off, to Faheema, it was nothing more than borrowed time that she could use to escape her predicament. Imagine her disappointment when, upon seeing Bubbles stand back up, wearing nothing but her boots, her vision was still distorted by an inverted horizon. Her legs hadn't budged an inch...

The gravity of Faheema's situation was dire enough that she didn't even bother to look at the labia she had just exposed, although her eyes did track the bikini bottoms that Bubbles kicked towards her. Any lust was far eclipsed by fear of what Bubbles might do to her while she was helpless to fight back, especially when the giant woman gave her warning. Memories of her opponent's attempted elbow drop were still fresh in her mind, and this time, Bubbles was able to strike with the knowledge that her opponent couldn't move!

Watching carefully, Faheema waited as Bubbles got smaller in her view, until she was standing at the opposite corner of the ring. She wanted to at least be ready for whatever was coming, but there was no way to really prepare herself for the brutal simplicity of what was about to happen. Charging like an elephant in heat, and making just as much noise, Bubbles threw herself straight at Faheema with every pound in her enormous body. Overcome by panic, Faheema just barely had time to lean back, exhale, and cover her face in anticipation.

Bubbles crashed into her with a thunderous collision that stressed the ring, and Faheema's body, to their absolute limit. No scream was heard from Faheema amidst the audible boom of the impact, because she had no air to power her voice. It didn't do justice to the sheer agony that she felt, because while her arms and head, low to the ground, barely felt anything, the rest of her body was crushed by the weight. Bones were strained nearly to snapping, muscles were pulverized, and bruises started to form as her entire system got rocked. When it was over, and Faheema's body flopped to rest back against the corner post, the only audible noise from her was the heavy, labored breathing.

“Hm...hm...hmm,” Faheema sighed, in and out, struggling just to breathe as each puff of air seemed to drive a stake through her chest. Her arms just hung there, lifeless, and even her eyes didn't wander toward her opponent, filled as they were with lights and stars. Only one detail was apparent on inspection: for the first time in the match, Faheema's strength was completely gone. No resistance would be offered to whatever Bubbles did next, because Faheema's battered frame had nothing to give.

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Post by acuya on Fri Jul 21, 2017 1:28 am

The audience let out a collective groan when Bubbles crashed into Faheema, and rightfully so. 245 pounds was a lot of weight, especially when it was in a body rife with hardened muscles, and particularly when it was charging across the ring at 10 MPH. If you doubted the profound effect such force, all you had to do was look in the ring and see Faheema Salih. Or what was left of her, at the moment.

Bubbles took a step back to catch her breath and enjoy her handiwork. She wouldn’t call herself a sadist, not really, but she’d be lying if she said she didn’t love the sensation of that toned body giving way against her, that instant where they collided and bones bent before her. And now, Faheema hung there, a sweaty mess, wide open and tempting and open to anything that popped into Bubbles’ nasty mind.

She was almost ready to enjoy the fruits of her labor. Just a couple things left to do.

First, she squated down, grabbed Faheema's head by the hair - she was coming to love the crisp touch of it - and lifted it up, taking a brief moment to inspect her face. A huntress examining her kill. Just a quick check to make sure she was okay...well, okay enough to continue, anyway. From the looks of things, she was hurt, but aware. Good.

Next, Bubbles' reached behind her back and undid her own top. It wasn’t doing anything at the moment, her puppies had left the kennel and they weren’t coming back anytime soon. She figured she might as well find a productive use for them, so she reached over, took Faheema’s wrists, and bound them together, nice and tight. Just some added insurance.

Now, that her little sidetrip was out of the way, Bubbles’ stood back up and went back to the real business. The audience began to whoop and holler as she started to pull Faheema’s trunks down, but the celebration was premature, since her position made it awkward to do so without letting her free. After a moment of fruitless struggle, she just sighed and bypassed the problem altogether: she seized the black trunks and gave them a vicious tug, tearing them straight down the middle in one furious move. With any other match, she might’ve had some remorse for ruining a wrestler’s ring gear, but Faheema’s stuff seemed straight out of a thrift shop. Couldn’t have costed that much.

Besides, Bubbles knew Mariah well enough to say that there was no way she’d let Faheema leave their company in rags, even if they were hardly hitting it off at this point. They’d work out something.

Bubbles might’ve given the idea more thought, if not for the wonderful sight before her eyes at the moment. There, right there, was Faheema’s sex, open and glistening. The mere sight of it brought a moan out of the giantess’ lips, and she had to reject the urge to dive right in. The end result would be the same, sure, but the journey was what mattered, here. Bubbles wanted to milk this, in a variety of different meanings.

”You’re beautiful.” The word escaped her mouth without even thinking. An odd thing to say at a time like this. But she meant it. Head to toe, Faheema was a shining vision.  Bubbles’ sighed with a soft smile, enjoyed the sight for one more second, and then she began.

To start things off, she pressed her tongue to Faheema’s slit and ran along the sides, savoring her taste and gauging reactions from her opponent. She repeated the motion again, faster this time, before she gave her sex a quick lashing from side to side, wagging her tongue about like the wings of a hummingbird.

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Post by Gwyndolin on Fri Jul 21, 2017 9:11 pm

Bubbles came back into focus, slowly, as she grabbed a handful of Faheema's hair to tilt her head around, examining her a bit. The Nubian's eyes, dark like the rest of her, met her opponent's, colored like pools of shimmering, crystal clear water. Looking into them was like finding an oasis in the middle of the Sahara, and Faheema couldn't contain a small, upside-down smile as she examined her captor. Her hands went to the arm that was holding her, but she didn't have the strength to make Bubbles let go. Instead, she entertained herself, feeling up her opponent's arm from the hand gripping her hair to her chiseled bicep. The little sting that burned her scalp whenever she tried to pull her head away gave her a rush, and she struggled against the arm holding her in a manner that was more playful than a serious attempt at resistance.

Following the inspection, Bubbles undertook a series of preparations designed to render Faheema even more helpless, more vulnerable. Traditionally, it was the kind of action that Faheema would snarl at, rage at, and resist fiercely...but that isn't quite what happened. Overtaken by lust, excitement, and exhaustion, Faheema had been knocked out of her hostile state of mind. Although she tried to resist her opponent's charms, her responses to everything about to happen signaled that she was getting drawn into the hentai spirit of the match. The wild warrior was gone. The naive, sensitive, uncharacteristically playful girl was back.

“Hng, n-nooo,” Faheema whined as her hands were tied together. Completely stripped of the ability to fight back, she would quickly be stripped in the more literal sense. Feeling her loose shorts tugged up at first, and then mauled harshly until they were torn clear in half, Faheema squirmed excitedly, unable to stop herself twitching. “Aaahhh!” she yelped when the last of her garments had been removed. The sexual ferocity of Bubbles as she ripped layers of clothing straight off Faheema's body was infectious, and she found herself mentally surrendering to the prospect of being ravished by her opponent. Best of all, however, were those words that leaked from her opponent's mouth. So simple, but so sincere in tone, and so sweet, that they melted any will to resist that Faheema still had.

For all her hard work, Bubbles was rewarded with a body clearly ready and eager for her attention. The soft petals of her sex, touched by so few before now, were sopping wet, glistening with moisture before Bubbles had even touched them.

“C-come on then!” Faheema pleaded, bucking her hips a little. There was no apprehension, and no patience. Faheema craved the Virgin Killer's touch, and to her sheer delight, it wasn't long before something wet and soft made contact with her body. For better or worse, Bubbles would soon discover that the stoic resilience Faheema possessed as a fighter did not carry over to her sexual resistance. There was a reason that Faheema often thought of herself as a virgin. Her sexual needs had gone neglected for a very long time, and her labia were so very sensitive...

“Nyyaaahh!” Faheema shrieked as Bubbles started licking her. The first lap around her outer folds felt like an electric shock, almost painful in its intensity. Nobody had ever pleasured her with their tongue, and as soon as she got used to the sensation, it quickly became a favorite of hers. Ticklish, soothing, and exhilarating. Each time Bubbles dragged the wet muscle along Faheema's slit, another moan escaped her lips. Long before she could get bored of what was happening, Bubbles switched her technique, and started brushing the flaps of soft tissue from side to side. “O-oh my...uuuhhh,” Faheema sighed happily, eyes rolling back in her head as she enjoyed the massaging of her tender parts.

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Post by acuya on Sat Jul 22, 2017 1:20 am

There Bubbles was, with this a naked, wondrous beauty before her. Suspended. Willing, even eager, to take every little sexual twist her deviant mind could come up with. What was more, this little romp came with the reward of being able to take her home, for a night of debauchery with her wife. Before the sun rose, she might actually discover what it felt like to have too much sex. Not likely, but this promised to be the closest she would ever come.

Bubbles would’ve done this for free. Heck, she would’ve given the AFW money straight from own pocket to make this happen, and they were paying her.

Life was amazing, sometimes.

”Patience.” Bubbles had softly chided Faheema a moment ago when she squirmed about and demanded she kick things off, so eager for the feast to begin. It was just a little tease - if anything, she was more eager to do the ravishing than her ‘victim’. She panted when those hips bucked before her, an unspoken invitation to have her way. Faheema was in heat. A crude way to put it, but it fit.

So what she was doing now was only natural. As Faheema wildly responded to the touch of her tongue, she pressed in more and more, until she was practically frenching the wild woman’s pussy. Lips against lips, she ran with it and treated the sweltering sex as if it had a tongue for her own to mingle with, as she pressed deep and explored every corner. Despite being quite the expert on this particular part of the female anatomy, she delved into the waiting folds as if they were new territory, savoring every little sound the Nubian Exile made in response, treasuring every shuddering shiver.

It was as if this dusky body were an instrument, and she was plucking each string to check the tune. A pluck there, a pinch, running her teeth along the sides, losing her mouth sweaty cleft. All this, and she didn’t neglect her own needs, either. As one hand gripped the ropes and held on for balance, the other ran along Faheema’s thigh, mapping out the muscles with her rough fingers, squeezing away her sides, even giving that welcoming ass of hers the occasional slap to keep her mind sharp.

And, while she was sane enough to not risk the match, Bubbles’ could resist putting a foot on the ropes and pressing her own pussy against Faheema’s breasts, letting one slip between her legs. It was a perfect fit, and gave her something to hump against and her blood pumping. Nipple against clit, and they were just the right height for it to work.

The haze began to take over her mind as well, and she moaned into Faheema’s sex as she continued to plumb the depths. All while millions watched, worldwide, and envied her.

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Post by Gwyndolin on Sun Jul 23, 2017 5:13 pm

The longer Bubbles worked Faheema's sex with her tongue, the deeper it was able to slip between her folds, starting to push inside of her. The soft tissues that lined her inner walls were elated by the treatment, contracting and pulsing with energy as Bubbles' tongue glided across them. Soon, the pleasure was spreading to her legs and her chest, as Bubbles started stroking her lower body and humping against her exposed breasts. One of Faheema's nipples managed to get stuck in the valley of her opponent's sex, leading to moments of intense pleasure as her nub, hard as a diamond, prodded and scraped its way through the Virgin Killer's womanhood.

This match was everything Faheema had wanted to experience in her new life. The fight was enjoyable enough, but the rare opportunity to make love to a woman like this was damn special. Bubbles was as kind as she was passionate, and she knew exactly how to please a woman. Above all, though, Bubbles had treated Faheema with dignity even as she sought to fuck her into submission. It was ironic that the woman trying to win Faheema as a wedding present for her wife had done more to acknowledge Faheema's humanity than anyone she had ever met since leaving her home, but that's where she was right now. Bubbles, more than anyone else, had made Faheema feel special. Made her feel valued again. Even though Bubbles was probably this nice to everyone – probably where she'd gotten her strange name – it still helped the constantly paranoid Faheema to feel at ease.

It was certainly apparent that Bubbles was having an effect on her, too, because Faheema was melting in her capable hands. Her body was burning, and ripples of pleasure coursed through her as Bubbles worked her into a frenzy. Her mound was ripe and swollen, leaking like a sieve as trickles of warm fluid dribbled down her body as far as her chest. An audible squelching noise escaped her sex each time Bubbles pressed her tongue in or withdrew it. With her entire body primed to explode, the pressure in her loins becoming unbearable, and her muscles rippling uncontrollably, Faheema couldn't deny Bubbles the pleasure of hearing just how much fun her victim was having.

Haah...oh...oh mercy!”
Faheema yelped, in a sort of trance as her hips bucked back and forth, a look of euphoria visible on her face. “B-Bubbles...aahhmm!”

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