Did you guys see that ? ! '' Michael Cole shouted into his headset, whilst looking between his two commentating mate for the night.

'' By god, what a mate we just witnessed ! '' John 'Bradshaw'Layfield countered back into his own headset.

'' I ca n't think my eyes.. we possibly just saw history in that ring. '' Said, Krauthead 'The King'Lawler.

Backstage after the match was over. All 9 prima donna 's from the Three-Team Elimination match had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no secret that Sasha depository financial institution and Becky Lynch had become very skinny friends during their story line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still team BAE at heart, and the two trump of Quaker behind the curtain. They said their successive thank you 's to those who passed them by to congratulate them and pop the question a pocket-sized hug. They smiled warmly at each other once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the private divas cabinet room.

'' I just really postulate to get out of this gear and take a nice shower. '' Commented Sasha Banks, as both diva 's strutted through the halls.

'' Yer feckin'tellin'meh. '' Said Becky Lynch, almost limping in her walking. She was getting very uncomfortable in her ring attire.

They eventually reached the room access and Becky had opened up the locker room to them. Instantly a nice cool picnic blew past them. The locker rooms were nicely air conditioned for the talent to cool off after a lucifer. It was a overnice passage since the hallway were always so hot and heated. They made their way into the cabinet room and both diva 's sat down on the bench, taking a import to breath and soak it all in at what had happened during their match. Sasha looked over at Becky with a grinning. It was n't the grin the buff were use to seeing on The boss'fount when she was in the pack. This grin was unlike. It was hurt, and heartfelt.

'' You were so good out there, boo. We all were, actually. But I think you did great ! '' Sasha told her, before starting to uncase off her specially graphic designed boot covers from her attire.

'' Ah, thank yew ! But ye were most definitely great, too. '' Becky said with her own personal smile.

Sasha just smiled and proceeded to uncase off the former cover on her iron heel. Becky turned her attending to her own geared wheel and began removing her radiocarpal joint and forearm set. The two prima donna 's proceed exchanging looks as one by one, piece of music of their gang garb was removed and tossed to the flooring. This was n't unusual for them. Or for any diva at all, really. They got changed and undressed in front of each other all the time. But what was going on right field now ? Perhaps some variety of adrenaline was still running through their dead body after the friction match and a little peculiar something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just preserve some weewee if we shower together. Would also make it a lot hotter. The water, I mean. Using one instead of two ? '' Sasha almost regretted what she had just said, but had grown proud of it when she noticed Becky 's nervus facialis expression was still perky, and happy.

'' Aww, that makes sense. We can do that fer sure ! '' She said as her smiling grew.

The two divas got up from the Bench. All of their attire was shredded at this tip. All they were left in were push up bra they wore underneath, and of course, plain disastrous scanty. Sasha had taken Becky 's hand and led them both into the exhibitor before entering one of the stalls. She let go of the Irish whiskey prima donna 's mitt before sticking her ovolo into the sides of her panties. Instantly sliding them down her long, John Brown pegleg with informality. Kicking them off towards the early end of the way, against the paries. Becky was lost in how cute and smashed Sasha 's pussy looked. She also could n't get over the dandy little patch of hair's-breadth above. Shaking the thoughts off once she noticed Sasha 's bra was removed too, exposing her perky boob, and raise nipples.

'' Are you going to take off yours ? You ca n't shower with them on, girl. '' Sasha said with a smile before turning around towards where the valves for the shower were.

Becky pulled down her panties and bent down a little to help drag them down her legs. She had n't realized until she looked up that she was face to face with The Boss'ass. And, oh boy what an ass it was ! It was n't small, but it was n't big either. It was more plank than anything. Becky swallowed voiceless and slowly stepped out of her under garments, as Sasha awaited for her to notify her she was ready.

'' Hurry up back there ! We really need this sho-.. '' Sasha began before she was cut off !

The Boss has turned her header over her shoulder joint to see what was happening. Oh my god ! Becky Lynch was kissing and groping her ass. Sasha had leaned forward and pressed her hands to the wall in front of her. Becky began moving her tongue around and licked Sashas ass cheeks back and Forth, sliding over her crack as she did. Sasha decided to just turn the shower on, so she turned the valve and let the warm water spray down on both of them. That did n't stop Miss. Lynch. Her tongue was at body of work and she was n't stopping until she tasted all of that ass. With that being said, Sasha 's cheeks were pulled apart by her own hands. Allowing Becky to hurl forward with her head and licking up Sasha 's darkened asshole.

'' Oh, gosh ! Yeah, 'becca. Stick it in there and tongue roll in the hay my ass. '' Sasha moaned as the water supply poured down over her head and dropped along her body, dripping to the floor.

Becky was flying to obey and get her tongue into the pie-eyed and sweet-scented rim of The knob. 'She tastes so good back here .'thought Becky in her straits. Her tongue was doing it 's best to ravage the inside of Sasha backdoor golf hole. Sure it was sweaty and had a short stench to it. But if you were face to confront with Sasha Banks'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The pee was helping anyways, as it poured down from her head, and onto her back. Sliding down her crack and onto Becky 's tongue when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lubricator, and additional suction to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's puckered trap a little smooch with her lips.

'' waiting ! hold. '' Sasha said before pushing Becky back and away from her tight bring up end.

'' Let 's get out of here. There 's more elbow room in the locker room ! '' She squealed before turning the weewee off and reaching over to the dry sphere, grabbing their towels.

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the shower bath room, drying and dabbing at her own wet hair. Becky dried herself up a little, and even wiped the towel over her now soaking pussy. She was so wet from getting to taste Sasha 's ass. She could n't wait for more ! Getting up and walking out of the showers. She bumped into Sasha, not realizing she would be standing right outside the doors. She looked up, confused and her heart instantly widened in shock. She knew why Sasha was standing so still and speachless. Nikki Bella was standing in the midriff of the elbow room, raw, and an eight column inch strap on hanging between her legs.

'' Sounds like you two were having fun. But I think we both know that if you 're going to be on the main roster. You need to please, your champion. '' The busty Bella said with a grin as her hired hand found her hips.

All Becky and Sasha could do was nod before moving over to their Diva 's Champion. They fell to their knees and each grabbed the end of the dildo. It was a gracious shade of red, to match the attire she had wore earlier in the Nox. Sasha was the first to immerse in the head teacher, and remove her hand from the stand so Becky would lick up and down the incline. The only pleasure Nikki got out of this was humiliating two prima donna. The peter was n't real, so the pleasance one would normally get was n't there. But the humiliation was enough to get her to moan for the two at work.

'' Mhm, remove it down your throat, boss. '' She said in a mocking manner, referring to Sasha Banks.

Sasha did just that and swallowed more of the lengh until it touched the cover of her throat. IT was only six in in, with two more to go. She could n't do it without gagging, and began spitting up along the shaft. Becky was flying to slober away along the sides, and pick up Sasha 's saliva from the man made cock. Oh wow, she loved the taste of another womans spit on a strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could sense her lwoer reigion tingle again, and become sloshed, dripping into the carpeted floor. Sasha lifted her head from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this prospect to bury the lengh. The difference between Sasha ? All eight inches fit in her mouth, and she did n't gag. She let it sit as she swallowed it down her throat, trying to tinge Nikki 's pelvis through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the yearn orange hair of Becky. Squealing in surprisal to Sasha spreading her cheeks from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the fathom porition of her slick pussy. She lapped away at the congregation before moving up and swirling her spit around the puckered shit of Nikki Bella.

'' You little sluts are so near at this. I ca n't decide which one I 'm going to have it away before this is all over. '' The bustier Bella said with a laugh.

Sasha 's tongue picked up the footstep over her ass, and even began switching back to her moist back talk from sentence to meter. She wanted to accept Nikki 's fake cock in her pixilated pussy. Becky on the other hand was working extra hard too. She held onto Nikki 's waist and face fucked herself while staring up at Nikki. She purposely began making gagging sound, to increase the humiliation pleasure for the girl her and her friend were servicing.

'' Ooh. semen on Mercedes.. 'becca over here is doing a reeeeaaallly estimable job right now ! '' Nikki said before laughing and tilting her fountainhead back to let out a hanker moan.

Sasha was determined and shoved her finger's breadth inside the wet slit of the Bella. Her tongue moving back up and probing at her asshole quickly before slipping back down to unite her digit. Two fingers and a tongue was all it took for Nikki Bella to force out and drip against Sasha 's face and through the harness straps, against Becky 's chin. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the floor on her handwriting and knees. She leanted forward and gave Sasha practically better access to her swollen lips.

'' So blooming good. clean house me, now ! '' She shouted back at her.

Sasha did as told and lapped at the sheepfold, cleaning up the juice that was left behind from her squirting. She was warm to strip her own font off in the procedure. Taking belittled moments to nobble her tongue around her mouth, making sure all the juice she could get, would be in her mouth, and down her throat. Becky just stared in awe, taking her fingers to her kitty-cat. She rubbed at her clit and dipping her other mitt into her moist hole.

'' Good girlfriend. '' Nikki said as she wiggled her ass around for Sasha to quit and back away.

'' You know. I said I would fuck one of you, but I lied. Just really needed to get off after that match. Thank 's anyways. You both did, okey. '' A self-satisfied look appeared on the Bella 's face as she unfastened the harness.

Standing up and slipping the harness down her peg before tossing it against the floor. Moving over to a board and picking up a refreshing towel, she looked back at the two diva who sat in disbelief and shock.

'' I 'm going to take a exhibitor. I 'll leave my trivial toy for you guys to help each other. Have fun ! '' A perky smiling appeared on her brass this time.

At least she was nice enough to let the other two have their fun with eachother. Nikki disappeared into the showers as Becky and Sasha shared a moment before smirking deviously at one another. Oh, they were going to use that strap on all right. But not for themselves. Without even saying anything, they both knew they would go in there, and two-bagger team Nikki. Becky happened to have a shoulder strap on of her own in her bag. This was n't the end of the night. Not by a long dig .