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 ! '' lav 'Bradshaw'Layfield countered back into his own headset.

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

Backstage after the match was over. All 9 diva 's from the Three-Team excretion match had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no secret that Sasha Banks and Becky Lynch had become very close champion during their floor production line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still team BAE at gist, and the two well of friends behind the curtain. They said their sequential thank you 's to those who passed them by to congratulate them and offer a modest hug. They smiled warmly at each other once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the secret divas locker room.

'' I just really want to get out of this power train 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 pass. She was getting very uncomfortable in her gang attire.

They eventually reached the door and Becky had opened up the locker room to them. Instantly a nice sang-froid piece of cake blew past them. The cabinet rooms were nicely air conditioned for the gift to cool off after a match. It was a nice changeover since the hallway 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 mo to breath and soak it all in at what had happened during their match. Sasha looked over at Becky with a smile. It was n't the grinning the fans were use to seeing on The political boss'look when she was in the ring. This smile was different. It was impairment, and heartfelt.

'' You were so in force 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 great, too. '' Becky said with her own personal smile.

Sasha just smiled and proceeded to peel off the early blanket on her boot. Becky turned her care to her own gear and began removing her wrist joint and forearm bands. The two diva 's hold back exchanging looks as one by one, bit of their ring garb 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 battlefront of each other all the time. But what was going on rightfield now ? Perhaps some sort of epinephrin was still running through their bodies after the match and a little exceptional something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just economize some urine if we shower together. Would also make 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 facial reflexion was still chirpy, and happy.

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

The two divas got up from the terrace. All of their attire was shredded at this point. All they were left in were push up bras they wore underneath, and of form, plain black panties. 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 diva 's hired man before sticking her quarter round into the side of her panties. Instantly sliding them down her long, brown peg with ease. Kicking them off towards the former end of the way, against the bulwark. Becky was lost in how cute and besotted Sasha 's slit looked. She also could n't get over the peachy little patch of fuzz above. Shaking the cerebration off once she noticed Sasha 's bra was removed too, exposing her perky titty, and erect nipples.

'' Are you going to direct 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 exhibitor were.

Becky pulled down her panties and stoop down a little to help draw them down her wooden leg. She had n't realized until she looked up that she was face to typeface 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 fatten up 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 Boss has turned her nous 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 hands to the wall in movement of her. Becky began moving her tongue around and licked Sashas ass cheeks back and Forth River, sliding over her crack as she did. Sasha decided to just flex the shower on, so she turned the valve and let the lovesome water spray down on both of them. That did n't barricade Miss. Lynch. Her knife was at work and she was n't stopping until she tasted all of that ass. With that being said, Sasha 's impertinence were pulled apart by her own hands. Allowing Becky to thrust forward with her straits and licking up Sasha 's darken asshole.

'' Oh, gosh ! Yeah, 'becca. Stick it in there and spit fuck my ass. '' Sasha moaned as the H2O poured down over her head and dropped along her body, dripping to the floor.

Becky was speedy to obey and drove her tongue into the slopped and sweet rim of The honcho. 'She tastes so good back here .'thought Becky in her headspring. Her tongue was doing it 's best to ravage the interior of Sasha backdoor trap. Sure it was sweaty and had a picayune stench to it. But if you were face to face with Sasha bank'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The water was helping anyways, as it poured down from her top dog, and onto her vertebral column. Sliding down her quip and onto Becky 's tongue when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lube, and extra suction to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's tuck gob a small smooch with her lips.

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

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

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the shower room, drying and dabbing at her own wet pilus. Becky dried herself up a small, 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 hold off for Sir Thomas More ! Getting up and walking out of the rain shower. She bumped into Sasha, not realizing she would be standing right outside the doors. She looked up, upset 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 room, 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 independent roster. You need to delight, your whiz. '' The busty Bella said with a smiling as her hands 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 skillful tad of red, to check the dress she had wore earlier in the nighttime. Sasha was the offset to swallow in the head, and withdraw her hand from the foundation so Becky would lick up and down the side. The only pleasure Nikki got out of this was humiliating two divas. The dick was n't material, so the delight one would normally get was n't there. But the humiliation was enough to get her to groan for the two at work.

'' Mhm, take it down your throat, party boss. '' 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 inch 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 womanhood spit on a strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could feel her lwoer reigion tingle again, and go souse, dripping into the carpeted trading floor. Sasha lifted her psyche from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this opportunity to eat up the lengh. The departure between Sasha ? All eight in fit in her mouth, and she did n't gag. She let it sit as she swallowed it down her pharynx, trying to touch Nikki 's pelvis through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the long orange pilus of Becky. Squealing in surprise to Sasha spreading her cheeks from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the undersurface porition of her knavish pussy. She lapped away at the folds before moving up and swirling her tongue around the puckered mother fucker of Nikki Bella.

'' You little sluts are so good at this. I ca n't determine which one I 'm going to lie with 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 time. She wanted to choose Nikki 's fake cock in her tight pussy. Becky on the other hand was working extra hard too. She held onto Nikki 's waistline and face fucked herself while staring up at Nikki. She purposely began making gagging sounds, to increase the humiliation delight for the girlfriend her and her friend were servicing.

'' Ooh. seminal fluid 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 retentive moan.

Sasha was determined and shoved her fingers inside the wet pussy of the Bella. Her clapper moving back up and probing at her asshole quickly before slipping back down to conjoin her fingers. Two finger and a spit was all it took for Nikki Bella to squirt and drop against Sasha 's grimace and through the harness straps, against Becky 's Kuki. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the story on her script and genu. She leanted forward and gave Sasha much better entree to her egotistic lips.

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

Sasha did as told and lapped at the folds, cleaning up the succus that was left behind from her squirting. She was speedy to clean her own face off in the process. Taking small moments to pilfer her spit around her mouth, making sure all the succus she could get, would be in her back talk, and down her throat. Becky just stared in awe, taking her finger to her pussycat. She rubbed at her clit and dipping her former hand into her moist hole.

'' estimable girl. '' Nikki said as she wiggled her ass around for Sasha to stop and back away.

'' You know. I said I would roll in the hay one of you, but I lied. Just really needed to get off after that match. Thank 's anyways. You both did, okay. '' A smug feel 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 table and picking up a freshly towel, she looked back at the two divas who sat in skepticism and shock.

'' I 'm going to read a shower. I 'll leave my little toy for you guys to help each early. Have fun ! '' A perky smile appeared on her brass this time.

At least she was nice enough to let the former 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 rightfulness. But not for themselves. Without even saying anything, they both knew they would go in there, and double team Nikki. Becky happened to stimulate a shoulder strap on of her own in her bag. This was n't the end of the Night. Not by a farsighted shot .