Did you guys see that ? ! '' Michael Brassica oleracea acephala shouted into his headset, whilst looking between his two commentating partner for the night.

'' By god, what a equal 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 diva 's from the Three-Team Elimination match had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no secret that Sasha Banks and Becky Lynch had become very close friends during their story line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still Team BAE at heart, and the two right of friends behind the mantle. They said their consecutive thank you 's to those who passed them by to congratulate them and offer a low hug. They smiled warmly at each early once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the private diva locker room.

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

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

They eventually reached the room access and Becky had opened up the cabinet room to them. Instantly a nice sang-froid breeze blew past them. The footlocker rooms were nicely air conditioned for the gift to cool off after a compeer. It was a nice conversion since the hallways were always so hot and heated. They made their way into the locker elbow room and both prima donna 's sat down on the bench, taking a second 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 smile the fans were use to seeing on The Boss'human face when she was in the hoop. This grinning was different. It was harm, and heartfelt.

'' You were so soundly 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 not bad, too. '' Becky said with her own personal smile.

Sasha just smiled and proceeded to peel off the former back on her kicking. Becky turned her attention to her own appurtenance and began removing her wrist and forearm striation. The two diva 's observe exchanging looks as one by one, opus of their ring attire was removed and tossed to the trading floor. This was n't unusual for them. Or for any prima donna at all, really. They got changed and undressed in front of each early all the time. But what was going on right now ? Perhaps some sort of epinephrine was still running through their body after the match and a piffling particular something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just conserve some water if we shower together. Would also get 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 expression was still chirpy, and happy.

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

The two divas got up from the judiciary. All of their attire was shredded at this point. All they were left in were push up bras they wore underneath, and of course, plain black-market scanty. Sasha had taken Becky 's hired hand and led them both into the shower bath before entering one of the stalling. She let go of the Irish Gaelic diva 's hand before sticking her ovolo into the sides of her panties. Instantly sliding them down her long, Brown legs with ease. Kicking them off towards the other end of the room, against the paries. Becky was lost in how cute and tight Sasha 's puss looked. She also could n't get over the cracking minuscule patch of pilus above. Shaking the thoughts 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 lavish with them on, girl. '' Sasha said with a grin before turning around towards where the valves for the shower were.

Becky pulled down her panties and bent down a little to help oneself dredge them down her ramification. She had n't realized until she looked up that she was cheek 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 plump 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 postulate this sho-.. '' Sasha began before she was cut off !

The Boss has turned her head word 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 men to the paries in front of her. Becky began moving her tongue around and licked Sashas ass impertinence back and Forth, sliding over her crack as she did. Sasha decided to just plough the shower on, so she turned the valve and let the lovesome water spray down on both of them. That did n't end Miss. Lynch. Her tongue was at piece of work and she was n't stopping until she tasted all of that ass. With that being said, Sasha 's buttock were pulled apart by her own hands. Allowing Becky to thrust forward with her straits and licking up Sasha 's darkened asshole.

'' Oh, gosh ! Yeah, 'becca. bond it in there and natural language fuck my ass. '' Sasha moaned as the water poured down over her head and dropped along her soundbox, dripping to the floor.

Becky was quick to obey and drove her tongue into the pixilated and confection rim of The chief. 'She tastes so good back here .'think Becky in her head. Her tongue was doing it 's best to desolate the interior of Sasha back entrance kettle of fish. for sure it was sweaty and had a little malodor to it. But if you were face to face with Sasha Banks'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The urine was helping anyways, as it poured down from her question, and onto her back. Sliding down her crack and onto Becky 's natural language when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lubricator, and special sucking to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's gather hole a small smooch with her lips.

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

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

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the shower elbow room, drying and dabbing at her own wet pilus. Becky dried herself up a short, and even wiped the towel over her now soaking twat. She was so wet from getting to taste Sasha 's ass. She could n't hold back for Sir Thomas More ! Getting up and walking out of the shower. She bumped into Sasha, not realizing she would be standing right outside the doorway. She looked up, disjointed and her eyes 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 booster. '' The busty Bella said with a grin as her hands found her hips.

All Becky and Sasha could do was nod before moving over to their prima donna 's Champion. They fell to their knees and each grabbed the end of the dildo. It was a decent shade of red, to match the attire she had wore earlier in the night. Sasha was the get-go to swallow in the head word, and off her hand from the base so Becky would lick up and down the side of meat. The only pleasance Nikki got out of this was humiliating two prima donna. The tool was n't very, so the pleasure one would normally get was n't there. But the humiliation was enough to get her to moan for the two at work.

'' Mhm, take it down your throat, honcho. '' She said in a mocking style, referring to Sasha Banks.

Sasha did just that and swallowed more of the lengh until it touched the backbone 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 diaphysis. Becky was immediate to slober away along the sides, and pick up Sasha 's saliva from the man made stopcock. Oh wow, she loved the taste of another womans spit on a strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could experience her lwoer reigion tingle again, and become pixilated, dripping into the carpet trading floor. Sasha lifted her nous from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this chance to unsay 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 match Nikki 's pelvis through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the long Orange River haircloth of Becky. Squealing in surprise to Sasha spreading her cheeks from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the bottom porition of her slick pussy. She lapped away at the plication before moving up and swirling her lingua around the ruck up asshole of Nikki Bella.

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

Sasha 's glossa picked up the pace over her ass, and even began switching back to her moist sassing from meter to time. She wanted to take Nikki 's falsify cock in her tight pussy. Becky on the early 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 joy for the missy her and her supporter were servicing.

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

Sasha was determined and shoved her fingerbreadth inside the wet goofball of the Bella. Her tongue moving back up and probing at her asshole quickly before slipping back down to join her fingers. Two finger's breadth and a tongue was all it took for Nikki Bella to squeeze out and drip against Sasha 's cheek and through the harness shoulder strap, against Becky 's mentum. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the base on her hand and knee joint. She leanted forward and gave Sasha much ameliorate entree to her swollen lips.

'' So bang good. clean 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 quick to clean her own typeface off in the cognitive operation. Taking minor bit to filch her natural language around her mouth, making indisputable all the succus she could get, would be in her oral cavity, and down her pharynx. Becky just stared in awe, taking her fingerbreadth to her pussy. She rubbed at her clit and dipping her early hired man into her moist hole.

'' Good girl. '' Nikki said as she wiggled her ass around for Sasha to contain 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, OK. '' 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 base. Moving over to a table and picking up a fresh towel, she looked back at the two prima donna who sat in disbelief and shock.

'' I 'm going to contain a shower. I 'll leave my minuscule toy for you guys to help each other. Have fun ! '' A perky smile appeared on her face this time.

At to the lowest degree she was dainty enough to let the other two have their fun with eachother. Nikki disappeared into the cascade 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 over team Nikki. Becky happened to have a shoulder strap on of her own in her bag. This was n't the end of the nighttime. Not by a longsighted blastoff .