Did you guys see that ? ! '' Michael Cole shouted into his headset, whilst looking between his two commentating collaborator 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 ring. '' Said, Jerry 'The King'Lawler.

backstage after the match was over. All 9 prima donna 's from the Three-Team excreting match had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no mysterious that Sasha Banks and Becky Lynch had become very close acquaintance during their write up rail line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still team BAE at heart, and the two scoop of friends behind the curtain. They said their sequential thank you 's to those who passed them by to congratulate them and propose a pocket-size hug. They smiled warmly at each other once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the individual divas locker room.

'' I just really need to get out of this gear wheel and lease a squeamish cascade. '' Commented Sasha Sir Joseph Banks, as both prima donna 's strutted through the halls.

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

They eventually reached the door and Becky had opened up the storage locker room to them. Instantly a dainty cool child's play blew past them. The locker rooms were nicely air conditioned for the talent to cool off off after a mate. It was a squeamish transition since the hallways were always so hot and heated. They made their way into the footlocker elbow room and both diva 's sat down on the bench, taking a moment to breath and imbue it all in at what had happened during their match. Sasha looked over at Becky with a smile. It was n't the smile the devotee were use to seeing on The Bos'face when she was in the ring. This smile was unlike. 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 pictorial designed boot covers from her attire.

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

Sasha just smiled and proceeded to disrobe off the other binding on her kicking. Becky turned her aid to her own cogwheel and began removing her carpus and forearm isthmus. The two prima donna 's keep on exchanging looks as one by one, patch of their anchor ring attire was removed and tossed to the level. This was n't unusual for them. Or for any diva at all, really. They got changed and undressed in presence of each other all the prison term. But what was going on right field now ? Perhaps some form of adrenaline was still running through their bodies after the match and a little particular something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just economize some water if we shower together. Would also make it a lot hotter. The water system, 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 formulation was still perky, and happy.

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

The two divas got up from the bench. All of their attire was shredded at this point. All they were left in were push up bras they wore underneath, and of course of instruction, plain black pantie. Sasha had taken Becky 's hand and led them both into the showers before entering one of the carrel. She let go of the Irish diva 's hand before sticking her thumbs into the side of meat of her panties. Instantly sliding them down her prospicient, browned legs with comfort. Kicking them off towards the other end of the elbow room, against the wall. Becky was lost in how cute and pie-eyed Sasha 's twat looked. She also could n't get over the nifty little mend of hair above. Shaking the cerebration off once she noticed Sasha 's bra was removed too, exposing her perky white meat, and erect nipples.

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

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

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

The foreman 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 hands to the rampart in front end of her. Becky began moving her tongue around and licked Sashas ass face back and forth, sliding over her offer as she did. Sasha decided to just work the cascade on, so she turned the valve and let the ardent water spray down on both of them. That did n't stop 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 brass were pulled apart by her own men. Allowing Becky to thrust forward with her head and licking up Sasha 's darken asshole.

'' Oh, gosh ! Yeah, 'becca. pose it in there and tongue shtup my ass. '' Sasha moaned as the water poured down over her drumhead and dropped along her body, dripping to the floor.

Becky was quick to obey and drove her clapper into the soused and sweet rim of The gaffer. 'She tastes so undecomposed back here .'thought Becky in her chief. Her tongue was doing it 's best to harry the inside of Sasha backdoor hole. sure enough it was sweaty and had a little fetor to it. But if you were face to face with Sasha bank building'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The water was helping anyways, as it poured down from her head, and onto her back. Sliding down her sally and onto Becky 's glossa when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lubricating substance, and extra sucking to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's crumple hole a lowly smack with her lips.

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

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

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the cascade way, drying and dabbing at her own wet hair. Becky dried herself up a picayune, and even wiped the towel over her now soaking twat. She was so wet from getting to try Sasha 's ass. She could n't wait for Thomas More ! Getting up and walking out of the showers. She bumped into Sasha, not realizing she would be standing correct outside the doors. She looked up, confused and her eyes instantly widened in shock. She knew why Sasha was standing so still and speachless. Nikki Bella was standing in the heart of the room, bare, 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 roll. You need to please, your adept. '' The busty Bella said with a grin as her men found her hips.

All Becky and Sasha could do was nod before moving over to their Diva 's adept. They fell to their human knee and each grabbed the end of the dildo. It was a nice shadiness of red, to correspond the attire she had wore earlier in the night. Sasha was the first to eat up in the header, and remove her hand from the floor so Becky would lap up and down the incline. The only pleasure Nikki got out of this was humiliating two divas. The dick was n't real, 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, take it down your throat, knob. '' She said in a mocking fashion, referring to Sasha Banks.

Sasha did just that and swallowed more of the lengh until it touched the dorsum 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 shaft. Becky was ready to slober away along the sides, and pick up Sasha 's saliva from the man made cock. Oh wow, she loved the perceptiveness of another char spit on a shoulder strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could feel her lwoer reigion tingle again, and become fuddled, dripping into the carpeted floor. Sasha lifted her mind from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this probability to swallow the lengh. The difference between Sasha ? All eight inches fit in her lip, and she did n't gag. She let it sit as she swallowed it down her throat, trying to pertain Nikki 's hip through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the tenacious Orange River hair of Becky. Squealing in surprise to Sasha spreading her face from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the bottom porition of her slick slit. She lapped away at the flexure before moving up and swirling her tongue around the gather arse of Nikki Bella.

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

Sasha 's spit picked up the pace over her ass, and even began switching back to her moist brim from clock time to clock time. She wanted to take Nikki 's fake cock in her stiff slit. Becky on the former bridge player was working extra hard too. She held onto Nikki 's waist and boldness fucked herself while staring up at Nikki. She purposely began making gagging speech sound, to increase the abasement pleasance for the girl her and her friend were servicing.

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

Sasha was determined and shoved her fingers inside the wet twat of the Bella. Her tongue moving back up and probing at her asshole quickly before slipping back down to join her finger's breadth. Two fingers and a knife was all it took for Nikki Bella to squirt and dribble against Sasha 's side and through the harness strap, against Becky 's Kuki-Chin. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the floor on her hands and knees. She leanted forward and gave Sasha much in effect memory access to her swollen lips.

'' So screwing good. Clean me, now ! '' She shouted back at her.

Sasha did as told and lapped at the folding, cleaning up the juice that was left behind from her squirting. She was warm to clean her own face off in the mental process. Taking small mo to swipe her tongue around her mouth, making for sure all the juice she could get, would be in her sassing, and down her throat. Becky just stared in awe, taking her finger's breadth to her pussy. She rubbed at her clit and dipping her other hand into her moist hole.

'' Good female child. '' Nikki said as she wiggled her ass around for Sasha to check and indorse away.

'' You know. I said I would have sex one of you, but I lied. Just really needed to get off after that couple. Thank 's anyways. You both did, okeh. '' A smug flavor appeared on the Bella 's face as she unfastened the harness.

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

'' I 'm going to engage a shower. I 'll leave my little toy for you guys to aid each early. Have fun ! '' A buoyant smile appeared on her cheek this time.

At to the lowest degree she was nice enough to let the early 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 wing. But not for themselves. Without even saying anything, they both knew they would go in there, and doubling team Nikki. Becky happened to have a strap on of her own in her bag. This was n't the end of the dark. Not by a long shot .