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

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

'' I ca n't believe my eyes.. we possibly just saw history in that ring. '' Said, Kraut 'The Billie Jean Moffitt King'Lawler.

offstage after the friction match was over. All 9 prima donna 's from the Three-Team Elimination mate had all spread out, individually. All except two. It was no secret that Sasha money box and Becky Lynch had become very end friends during their story line down on NXT, and even through all this feuding. They were still Team BAE at heart, and the two best of friends behind the pall. They said their back-to-back thank you 's to those who passed them by to congratulate them and offer a diminished hug. They smiled warmly at each former once everyone had finally left them alone, and began making their way to the private prima donna locker room.

'' I just really require to get out of this gear mechanism and fill a nice shower. '' Commented Sasha Banks, as both prima donna 's strutted through the halls.

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

They eventually reached the doorway and Becky had opened up the locker way to them. Instantly a courteous cool pushover blew past them. The storage locker way were nicely air conditioned for the talent to cool off after a mates. It was a nice passage since the hallway were always so hot and heated. They made their way into the storage locker room and both diva 's sat down on the work bench, taking a moment to breath and surcharge it all in at what had happened during their match. Sasha looked over at Becky with a grinning. It was n't the grinning the fans were use to seeing on The Boss'font when she was in the ring. This smile was different. It was scathe, and heartfelt.

'' You were so good out there, boo. We all were, actually. But I think you did slap-up ! '' Sasha told her, before starting to peel off her specially graphical 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 cover on her boot. Becky turned her attention to her own gear and began removing her articulatio radiocarpea and forearm dance band. The two prima donna 's hold open exchanging looks as one by one, pieces of their ring attire was removed and tossed to the floor. This was n't unusual for them. Or for any diva at all, really. They got changed and undressed in forepart of each other all the time. But what was going on rightfield now ? Perhaps some kind of adrenaline was still running through their organic structure after the match and a piffling limited something else was heating up inside them.

'' Hey, Becks ? You know, we could totally just conserve some piss if we shower together. Would also attain it a lot hotter. The piss, 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 perky, and happy.

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

The two divas got up from the bench. All of their dress was shredded at this point. All they were left in were push up brassiere they wore underneath, and of course of instruction, plain black panties. Sasha had taken Becky 's hand and led them both into the showers before entering one of the stall. She let go of the Irish whiskey diva 's hand before sticking her thumbs into the English of her pantie. Instantly sliding them down her long, brown stage with repose. Kicking them off towards the other end of the elbow room, against the paries. Becky was lost in how precious and tight Sasha 's pussy looked. She also could n't get over the great little eyepatch of hair above. Shaking the thoughts off once she noticed Sasha 's bra was removed too, exposing her perky breasts, and tumid nipples.

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

Becky pulled down her panties and bent down a niggling to help cart them down her ramification. She had n't realized until she looked up that she was typeface to face with The genus Bos'ass. And, oh boy what an ass it was ! It was n't pocket-sized, but it was n't big either. It was more plump down than anything. Becky swallowed grueling 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 require this sho-.. '' Sasha began before she was cut off !

The honcho 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 hands to the wall in nominal head of her. Becky began moving her clapper around and licked Sashas ass boldness 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 warmly water spray down on both of them. That did n't stop Miss. Lynch. Her clapper 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 pierce forward with her fountainhead and licking up Sasha 's darkened asshole.

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

Becky was immediate to obey and tug her tongue into the tight and sweet rim of The Boss. 'She tastes so good back here .'thought Becky in her caput. Her tongue was doing it 's best to scourge the inside of Sasha backdoor gob. Sure it was sweaty and had a little fetor to it. But if you were face to look with Sasha Banks'ass, what would you do ? Yeah, exactly ! The piss was helping anyways, as it poured down from her point, and onto her back. Sliding down her crack and onto Becky 's knife when she moved from her ass before going back in. It almost worked as lube, and superfluous sucking to when she moved it all the way in and gave Sasha 's rumple hole a small smooch with her lips.

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

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

Tossing a towel to Becky before skipping out of the exhibitor room, drying and dabbing at her own wet hair. Becky dried herself up a lilliputian, 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 exhibitor. She bumped into Sasha, not realizing she would be standing properly outside the doors. She looked up, flurry and her eyes instantly widened in shock. She knew why Sasha was standing so still and speachless. Nikki Bella was standing in the midriff of the room, naked, and an eight in 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 primary roll. You need to delight, your champion. '' 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 diva 's Champion. They fell to their knees and each grabbed the end of the dildo. It was a nice tone of red, to match the garb she had wore earlier in the Nox. Sasha was the first to swallow in the straits, and remove her hand from the floor so Becky would lick up and down the sides. The only joy Nikki got out of this was humiliating two divas. The cock was n't real, so the joy one would normally get was n't there. But the mortification was enough to get her to moan 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 more of the lengh until it touched the back of her pharynx. IT was only six inches in, with two Sir Thomas More to go. She could n't do it without gagging, and began spitting up along the irradiation. Becky was quick to slober away along the sides, and pick up Sasha 's spit from the man made cock. Oh wow, she loved the taste of another womans spit on a strap on. Something about it was so erotic to her. She could feel her lwoer reigion tingle again, and become drench, dripping into the carpet base. Sasha lifted her head from the dildo and moved over behind Nikki. Becky took this chance to swallow the lengh. The difference between Sasha ? All eight column inch fit in her mouthpiece, and she did n't gag. She let it sit as she swallowed it down her throat, trying to stir Nikki 's pelvis through the harness. Nikki hands ran through the recollective orange hair of Becky. Squealing in surprise to Sasha spreading her cheeks from behind her, and wiggling her tonge against the freighter porition of her silken cunt. She lapped away at the congregation before moving up and swirling her glossa around the pucker asshole of Nikki Bella.

'' You little loose woman are so good at this. I ca n't decide which one I 'm going to get laid 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 meter. She wanted to take Nikki 's fake tool in her tight snatch. Becky on the other hand was working duplicate hard too. She held onto Nikki 's waist and grimace fucked herself while staring up at Nikki. She purposely began making gagging sounds, to increase the abasement joy for the girl her and her friend were servicing.

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

Sasha was determined and shoved her finger inside the wet twat of the Bella. Her tongue moving back up and probing at her SOB quickly before slipping back down to fall in her fingerbreadth. Two fingers and a clapper was all it took for Nikki Bella to squirt and drip against Sasha 's typeface and through the harness strap, against Becky 's chin. Nikki forcefully pushed Becky aside and dropping to the floor on her hands and knees. She leanted forward and gave Sasha often better accession to her tumesce lips.

'' So do it skilful. 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 quick to make clean her own face off in the cognitive operation. Taking lowly bit to sneak her tongue around her oral cavity, making sure enough all the juice she could get, would be in her sassing, and down her throat. Becky just stared in awe, taking her fingerbreadth to her kitty. She rubbed at her clit and dipping her early hand into her moist hole.

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

'' You know. I said I would have a go at it one of you, but I lied. Just really needed to get off after that catch. Thank 's anyways. You both did, okay. '' A smug flavour appeared on the Bella 's expression as she unfastened the harness.

Standing up and slipping the harness down her peg before tossing it against the floor. Moving over to a mesa and picking up a clean towel, she looked back at the two divas who sat in skepticism and shock.

'' I 'm going to necessitate a shower. I 'll exit my little toy for you guys to help oneself each early. Have fun ! '' A chirpy smiling 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 moment before smirking deviously at one another. Oh, they were going to use that shoulder strap on all rightfield. 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 shoulder strap on of her own in her bag. This was n't the end of the night. Not by a long shot .