Mean Wrestling Federation Presents: Jordan Maxx vs Fluffy

The lights slam down on the mat and Jordan Maxx is already circling. She towers over Fluffy like she owns him, blonde hair sticking to sweat-slick shoulders, huge tits straining against the tiny top that barely counts as clothing. Every slam, every twist of her hips sends him flat. She drops that thick ass straight onto his face, grinding until the only sound he makes is the wet smack of lips trying to breathe. A long, slow sit. Then she lifts just enough for him to gasp before she slams back down. Her feet press into his chest next, toes curling under his chin, making him kiss each painted nail while her fingers hook the waistband of his trunks and drag them low. The crowd sees exactly how hard he is, thick cock springing free, heavy and throbbing against his stomach. Jordan laughs, drops to her knees, swings one leg over his head and plants her pussy on his mouth in a brutal sixty-nine. She takes that cock between her tits, squeezes, strokes, spits on the head and goes to work while his tongue is buried where she tells it to stay. Every time he tries to buck she clamps down harder, ass and thighs flexing, smothering any fight right out of him. Fluffy is done. Jordan rides the finish and leaves him wrecked on the mat, cock twitching, pride in pieces.