This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe
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"Ohhhhh baaaa-beeee..."
The eardrum shattering, glass breaking singing voice of SmackDown's Jillian Hall echoes from within the Diva's locker room. Everyone with in an earshot has cleared out of the area to escape the vocal torture that is Jillian's voice as she practices her sing. As Jillian continues her singing, Mr. Kennedy, wearing blue and white wrestling shorts and a black Mr. Kennedy t-shirt, comes down the hallway and he hears the next burst of Jillian's 'talent' as he passes by the locker room. Kennedy stops in his tracks and makes a face, "What the hell?" Kennedy shouts as he turns around to enter the locker room to find the source of horrendous sounds and then Kennedy yells, "STOP THAT!" as soon as he closes the locker room door, startling the 'singing' Diva, Jillian Hall.
Jillian Hall raises an eyebrow as she places her left hand against her large chest as she slowly turns around to face the very annoyed Mr. Kennedy "Excuse me...I was practicing my singing!" Jillian says proudly as she smiles, while she's dressed in a pair of black pants and a tight-fitting light pink tank top. Jillian narrows her eyes a bit "What...you don't think my singing is good!?" Jillian Hall slightly snaps at the loud-mouthed SmackDown Superstar, Mr. Kennedy.
Mr. Kennedy looks at Jillian as if she has a few screws loose, "Good? GOOD?! There's a pack of dogs outside of the arena in pain because of how you sound..." Mr. Kennedy says sarcastically as he puts his hands on his waist.
Jillian presses her lips together as she shakes her head before she rudely rolls her eyes "You just don't know good talent...I'm the most talented Diva on SmackDown...and yet no one seems to care..."
"Whoa, whoa... WHOA!" Mr. Kennedy puts his hands up, "You are need to keep your mouth shut for one... and for two... you need to stand aside and let someone with talent take that deserving spotlight... like me... MISTER KENNEDY..." Kennedy yells loudly before pausing dramatically effect. Kennedy then smirks as he points to himself and finishes "...Kennedy..."
Jillian raises an eyebrow as she slightly smirks "You think you have all the talent..." Jillian shakes her head as she laughs a bit "No...I have all the talent...I have the best talent here..." Jillian pauses and smiles proudly "And not only to have the best singing talent...I have the best talent in other areas too..." Jillian says as she slowly licks her soft lips as she casually glances down at the crotch of Mr. Kennedy's wrestling shorts.
Mr. Kennedy folds his arms over his t-shirt covered chest as he raises an eyebrow, "I doubt that you do... but what are these other areas you supposedly have talent in..."
Jillian bites down on her bottom lip a bit "Well...that requires a whole lot less clothing on your part..." Jillian says with a sly smirk as she takes a step forward to Mr. Kennedy.
Mr. Kennedy raises his eyebrow again before he smirks, "All right... I'll fall for the bait..." Kennedy says as he unfolds his arms and lifts up his black t-shirt to reveal his smooth, toned body as he takes it off.
Jillian nods her head as she presses her lips together and then motions towards Mr. Kennedy's wrestling shorts with her left hand "And those too..." Jillian says before places her hands against her tight-fitting light pink tank top and slowly lifts the tank top off of her gorgeous, toned body as she exposes her very large, smoothly rounded juicy tits.
Mr. Kennedy licks his lips as he takes a moment to gaze at Jillian's voluptuous tits, "Don't be pushy..." Kennedy says as he begins to lower down his wrestling shorts from his waist, revealing his long, thick eleven inch cock. The loudmouth SmackDown Superstar steps out of his wrestling shorts and stands before the hot, blond 'singing' Diva completely naked.
Jillian licks her lips "And now...time to show of my talent..." Jillian says with a proud, slightly arrogant smile as she lowers herself down onto her knees in front of Mr. Kennedy and she wraps her soft, talented hands around Mr. Kennedy's shaft before she starts to gently stroke her hands up and down his hard, thick eleven inch cock.
Mr. Kennedy places his hands on his waist as he gets an unimpressed look on his face, "Is this all of it?" Kennedy asks rhetorically as he moans quietly as Jillian's hands travel along the length of his thick, stiff cock.