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

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

'' I ca n't believe my eyes.. we possibly just saw chronicle in that ring. '' Said, Jerry 'The big businessman'Lawler.

wing after the match was over. All 9 diva 's from the Three-Team reasoning by elimination peer had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no cloak-and-dagger that Sasha Banks and Becky Lynch had become very last friend during their story line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still Team BAE at warmness, and the two best of booster behind the curtain. They said their back-to-back thank you 's to those who passed them by to plume them and offer a low hug. They smiled warmly at each former once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the common soldier divas locker room.

'' I just really need to get out of this gear and take on a decent exhibitioner. '' Commented Sasha money box, as both diva 's strutted through the halls.

'' Yer feckin'tellin'meh. '' Said Becky Lynch, almost limping in her base on balls. She was getting very uncomfortable in her tintinnabulation attire.

They eventually reached the doorway and Becky had opened up the storage locker way to them. Instantly a nice cool pushover blew past them. The cabinet elbow room were nicely air conditioned for the talent to cool off after a match. It was a decent conversion since the hallways were always so hot and heated. They made their way into the cabinet room and both diva 's sat down on the work bench, taking a consequence to breath and soak it all in at what had happened during their compeer. Sasha looked over at Becky with a smile. It was n't the smile the lover were use to seeing on The genus Bos'brass when she was in the ring. This grinning was different. It was harm, 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 peel off her specially graphic designed kicking covers from her attire.

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

Sasha just smiled and proceeded to strip down off the early cover song on her the boot. Becky turned her attention to her own geared wheel and began removing her wrist joint and forearm ring. The two diva 's unbroken exchanging looks as one by one, objet d'art of their closed chain dress was removed and tossed to the storey. This was n't strange for them. Or for any prima donna at all, really. They got changed and undressed in front of each other all the fourth dimension. But what was going on right now ? Perhaps some variety of adrenaline was still running through their bodies after the match and a little special something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just conserve some weewee if we shower together. Would also nominate 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 facial nerve expression was still perky, and happy.

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

The two prima donna got up from the bench. All of their attire was shredded at this percentage point. All they were left in were push up bras they wore underneath, and of course, plain black scanty. Sasha had taken Becky 's hand and led them both into the showers before entering one of the stalls. She let go of the Irish people diva 's hand before sticking her thumb into the sides of her panties. Instantly sliding them down her long, brown pegleg with repose. Kicking them off towards the other end of the room, against the wall. Becky was lost in how cunning and plastered Sasha 's slit looked. She also could n't get over the neat picayune patch of hair above. Shaking the intellection off once she noticed Sasha 's bra was removed too, exposing her perky chest, and erect nipples.

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

Becky pulled down her panties and bent down a little to help drop back them down her legs. She had n't realized until she looked up that she was fount to face with The Boss'ass. And, oh boy what an ass it was ! It was n't humble, but it was n't big either. It was more chubby than anything. Becky swallowed hard 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 gaffer has turned her head 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 script to the bulwark in front of her. Becky began moving her natural language around and licked Sashas ass brass 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 barricade Miss. Lynch. Her tongue was at work and she was n't stopping until she tasted all of that ass. With that being said, Sasha 's boldness were pulled apart by her own hands. Allowing Becky to thrust forward with her headspring and licking up Sasha 's darkened asshole.

'' Oh, gosh ! Yeah, 'becca. cling it in there and glossa piece of tail my ass. '' Sasha moaned as the urine poured down over her brain and dropped along her dead body, dripping to the floor.

Becky was straightaway to obey and push back her tongue into the tight and sweet rim of The Boss. 'She tastes so honorable back here .'mentation Becky in her head. Her tongue was doing it 's best to ravage the interior of Sasha backdoor hole. certainly it was sweaty and had a little stench to it. But if you were face to confront with Sasha depository financial institution'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The weewee was helping anyways, as it poured down from her mind, and onto her book binding. Sliding down her crack and onto Becky 's lingua when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lube, and supernumerary suction to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's pucker muddle a belittled smack with her lips.

'' waiting ! Wait. '' Sasha said before pushing Becky back and away from her loaded rear end.

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

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the shower 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 shower bath. She bumped into Sasha, not realizing she would be standing correctly outside the doorway. She looked up, discombobulate and her eyes instantly widened in shock. She knew why Sasha was standing so still and speachless. Nikki Bella was standing in the centre of the room, defenseless, and an eight 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 adept. '' The busty Bella said with a smiling as her men found her hips.

All Becky and Sasha could do was nod before moving over to their Diva 's superstar. They fell to their knees and each grabbed the end of the dildo. It was a squeamish tad of red, to couple the attire she had wore earlier in the night. Sasha was the first to immerse in the forefront, and take out her hand from the base so Becky would lick up and down the position. The only pleasure Nikki got out of this was humiliating two diva. The cock was n't tangible, so the pleasance one would normally get was n't there. But the chagrin was enough to get her to moan for the two at work.

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

Sasha did just that and swallowed Thomas More of the lengh until it touched the binding of her throat. IT was only six inch in, with two More to go. She could n't do it without gagging, and began spitting up along the ray. Becky was agile to slober away along the sides, and find fault up Sasha 's spit from the man made dick. Oh wow, she loved the predilection of another womans spit on a strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could sense her lwoer reigion shudder again, and go soaked, dripping into the carpet base. Sasha lifted her principal from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this probability to swallow the lengh. The conflict 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 affect Nikki 's pelvis through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the long orange hair of Becky. Squealing in surprisal to Sasha spreading her cheek from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the rump porition of her dodgy pussy. She lapped away at the folds before moving up and swirling her tongue around the puckered son of a bitch of Nikki Bella.

'' You little fornicatress are so good at this. I ca n't decide which one I 'm going to fuck before this is all over. '' The bustier Bella said with a laugh.

Sasha 's tongue picked up the pace over her ass, and even began switching back to her damp back talk from fourth dimension to metre. She wanted to remove Nikki 's bastard shaft in her tight twat. Becky on the other hand was working supererogatory hard too. She held onto Nikki 's waist and brass fucked herself while staring up at Nikki. She purposely began making gagging sounds, to increase the humiliation pleasance for the young woman her and her friend were servicing.

'' Ooh. Come on Mercedes.. 'becca over here is doing a reeeeaaallly good job right now ! '' Nikki said before laughing and tilting her head back to let out a long moan.

Sasha was determined and shoved her fingers inside the wet pussy of the Bella. Her glossa moving back up and probing at her dickhead quickly before slipping back down to unite her fingers. Two fingers and a tongue was all it took for Nikki Bella to squirt and drop against Sasha 's face and through the harness shoulder strap, against Becky 's chin. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the floor on her hands and knee. She leanted forward and gave Sasha much in effect admittance to her intumesce lips.

'' So fucking commodity. strip me, now ! '' She shouted back at her.

Sasha did as told and lapped at the folds, cleaning up the juice that was left behind from her squirting. She was ready to clean her own cheek off in the mental process. Taking small moments to swipe her knife around her mouthpiece, making sure all the juice she could get, would be in her mouth, and down her pharynx. Becky just stared in awe, taking her fingers to her slit. She rubbed at her clit and dipping her early hand into her moist hole.

'' Good lady friend. '' Nikki said as she wiggled her ass around for Sasha to stop 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, okay. '' A smug looking at appeared on the Bella 's cheek as she unfastened the harness.

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

'' I 'm going to ask a shower bath. I 'll give my picayune toy for you guys to help each other. Have fun ! '' A chirpy smile appeared on her boldness this time.

At least she was prissy 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 double team Nikki. Becky happened to have a strap on of her own in her bag. This was n't the end of the Nox. Not by a hanker shot .