Did you guys see that ? ! '' Michael kail shouted into his headset, whilst looking between his two commentating cooperator 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 history in that tintinnabulation. '' Said, Jerry 'The power'Lawler.

wing after the peer was over. All 9 diva 's from the Three-Team Elimination equal had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no confidential that Sasha money box and Becky Lynch had become very close admirer during their storey line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still Team BAE at heart, and the two best of admirer behind the curtain. They said their consecutive thank you 's to those who passed them by to congratulate them and offer a small hug. They smiled warmly at each early once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the private divas locker room.

'' I just really demand to get out of this cogwheel and drive a nice rain shower. '' Commented Sasha Banks, 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 annulus attire.

They eventually reached the threshold and Becky had opened up the footlocker room to them. Instantly a squeamish cool snap blew past them. The locker rooms were nicely air conditioned for the natural endowment to cool off off after a friction match. It was a nice modulation since the hall were always so hot and heated. They made their way into the locker room and both diva 's sat down on the bench, taking a moment to breath and pawn it all in at what had happened during their match. Sasha looked over at Becky with a grin. It was n't the smile the sports fan were use to seeing on The Boss'expression when she was in the ring. This smile 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 unclothe 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 peel off the other covering on her boot. Becky turned her attention to her own gear and began removing her wrist and forearm circle. The two prima donna 's kept exchanging looks as one by one, pieces of their ring attire was removed and tossed to the floor. This was n't strange 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 now ? Perhaps some kind of Adrenalin was still running through their eubstance after the equal and a minuscule special something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just conserve some H2O if we shower together. Would also earn it a lot hotter. The H2O, 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 saying was still perky, and happy.

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

The two diva got up from the bench. All of their attire was shredded at this peak. All they were left in were push up bras they wore underneath, and of course, plain black panty. Sasha had taken Becky 's script and led them both into the showers before entering one of the stalls. She let go of the Irish prima donna 's handwriting before sticking her thumbs into the sides of her panties. Instantly sliding them down her longsighted, brown legs with relaxation. Kicking them off towards the other end of the room, against the rampart. Becky was lost in how cute and tight Sasha 's cunt looked. She also could n't get over the clean little patch of fuzz above. Shaking the opinion off once she noticed Sasha 's bra was removed too, exposing her perky breasts, and erect nipples.

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

Becky pulled down her step-in and bent down a little to facilitate drag them down her legs. She had n't realized until she looked up that she was brass to boldness 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 flesh out than anything. Becky swallowed arduous and slowly stepped out of her under garments, as Sasha awaited for her to advise her she was ready.

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

The knob has turned her head over her shoulder to see what was happening. Oh my god ! Becky Lynch was kissing and groping her ass. Sasha had leaned forward and pressed her bridge player to the bulwark in front of her. Becky began moving her spit around and licked Sashas ass cheeks back and forth, sliding over her crack as she did. Sasha decided to just call on the exhibitor on, so she turned the valve and let the warm pee spray down on both of them. That did n't halt Miss. Lynch. Her tongue was at employment and she was n't stopping until she tasted all of that ass. With that being said, Sasha 's impudence were pulled apart by her own script. Allowing Becky to thrust forward with her head and licking up Sasha 's darkened asshole.

'' Oh, gosh ! Yeah, 'becca. stick it in there and tongue fuck my ass. '' Sasha moaned as the piddle poured down over her head and dropped along her body, dripping to the floor.

Becky was immediate to obey and labour her natural language into the nasty and sweet rim of The Boss. 'She tastes so ripe back here .'recall Becky in her head. Her clapper was doing it 's best to ravage the inside of Sasha backdoor cakehole. for sure it was sweaty and had a little stench to it. But if you were face to face with Sasha camber'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The water was helping anyways, as it poured down from her head, and onto her book binding. Sliding down her crack and onto Becky 's tongue when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lube, and additional suction to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's ruck cakehole a low smooch with her lips.

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

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

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the shower room, drying and dabbing at her own wet hairsbreadth. Becky dried herself up a little, and even wiped the towel over her now soaking cunt. She was so wet from getting to savor 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 rightfulness outside the doorway. She looked up, disordered and her center instantly widened in shock. She knew why Sasha was standing so still and speachless. Nikki Bella was standing in the middle of the way, naked, 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 champion. '' The busty Bella said with a smiling as her deal 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 nice specter of red, to match the attire she had wore earlier in the night. Sasha was the first to swallow in the head, and remove her handwriting from the pedestal so Becky would lick up and down the sides. The just delight Nikki got out of this was humiliating two divas. The shaft was n't veridical, so the pleasure one would normally get was n't there. But the abasement was enough to get her to moan for the two at work.

'' Mhm, contract it down your pharynx, Bos. '' She said in a mocking manner, referring to Sasha Banks.

Sasha did just that and swallowed Sir Thomas More of the lengh until it touched the back of her throat. IT was only six inches in, with two more than to go. She could n't do it without gagging, and began spitting up along the quill. 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 womanhood spit on a strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could feel her lwoer reigion tingle again, and turn fleece, dripping into the carpet flooring. Sasha lifted her head from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this opportunity to swallow 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 touch Nikki 's pelvis through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the long Orange River pilus of Becky. Squealing in surprise to Sasha spreading her cheeks from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the bottom of the inning porition of her slick pussy. She lapped away at the folds before moving up and swirling her tongue around the rumple asshole of Nikki Bella.

'' You little sluts are so dependable at this. I ca n't settle 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 moist lips from time to clock time. She wanted to take Nikki 's fake putz in her fuddled pussy. Becky on the other handwriting was working extra hard too. She held onto Nikki 's shank and face fucked herself while staring up at Nikki. She purposely began making gagging sounds, to increase the humiliation pleasure for the fille her and her friend were servicing.

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

Sasha was determined and shoved her fingers inside the wet twat of the Bella. Her knife moving back up and probing at her asshole quickly before slipping back down to join her finger. Two digit and a tongue was all it took for Nikki Bella to squirt and drop against Sasha 's look and through the harness strap, against Becky 's Kuki. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the floor on her hired man and knees. She leanted forward and gave Sasha much considerably entree to her swollen lips.

'' So fucking dear. Clean me, now ! '' She shouted back at her.

Sasha did as told and lapped at the crease, cleaning up the juice that was left behind from her squirting. She was quick to clean her own case off in the appendage. Taking small bit to swipe her glossa around her mouth, making sure all the juice she could get, would be in her mouthpiece, and down her throat. Becky just stared in awe, taking her finger's breadth to her pussy. She rubbed at her button and dipping her other hand into her moist hole.

'' commodity girl. '' 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 look appeared on the Bella 's face as she unfastened the harness.

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

'' I 'm going to take a shower. I 'll leave my petty toy for you guys to help each former. Have fun ! '' A buoyant smile appeared on her face 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 bit before smirking deviously at one another. Oh, they were going to use that strap on all right hand. 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 prospicient shot .