"Guess yerr gonna have to buy The Man some new workout gear!" Becky joked with a smirk. "Look at the feckin' Big Time mess that ya left The Man in, Dexy!"
Lumis didn't respond or at least with words. He did keep a grip of her hair and used it to send her down onto all fours and eagerly, Becky pushed her hips high and out to raise her ass invitingly.
"Want a piece of The Man now, do ya?" She smirked but watched as he first picked up the heavy leather belt from his jeans. "Dexy, Dexy! At least take The Man out to dinner first before you take things in this direction!" She teased but didn't object when he slipped the belt around her neck and held the other ends in one hand. The other reached down to her tight leggings but rather than yank them down, he made her moan just from the sensation when he ripped a hole in the crotch. Exposing her wet, smoothly shaved pussy and a bit of her thick Irish ass. "Like The Man said... Yerr gonna be payin' for that... And The Man don't take store brand!" She teased again but her body tellingly tensed up when he gripped the belt and applied pressure to her neck that was sensitive to begin with after that deep throat session.
"UHHHHHH! FUUUCKK!!" A shameless moan left her mouth when that big dick got thrust into her eager, wet pussy. Coupled with a new sensation of being choked but this time by a heavy belt that made her head tilt back and her body be pulled back against his dick. So once again Lynch had to control her urges, to an extent at least, and not just slam her MILF body back against another Superstar. "FUCK!! YESSSS... MMMM! THAT'S FECKIN' IT, DEXY! CHOKE ME LIKE I'M A FECKIN' BITCH! MMMMM! NICE AND FECKIN' HARD... SO THIS NASTY SLUT CAN FEEL IT!" Instead, she let herself be yanked back and forth while he drove his dick stiffly into her twat. Another of her holes that from their experience they fully knew could handle a dose of deep action like this. The signs of that were clear since her snatch all too eagerly spread to accept his size and stretch her out in a way that no other man, including the one that she's married to, has ever been able to do.
Dexter stared down and not even at her rounded ass or the sight of his dick when it vanished into her snatch thanks to the hole in her leggings, bit at her lusty expression cast over her shoulder as he made her head tilt. The belt from his pants was used like reigns to tug and control the stunning multi-time former Women's Champion and make her tight, certified MILF body was pulled back onto his dick whenever he thrust in. So the slap of her butt cheeks into his muscular waist was soon heard to go along with their groans and all the taunts and insults, both to herself and her secret fuck buddy, that she unleashed in her thick Irish accent. A familiar feeling for them both as her snatch accepted his size to allow him to drill her balls deep and replace the layer of saliva all over his inches with her plentiful juices.
"FECK... FECK!! COME ON, YA HUNG PSYCHO BASTARD! FUCKING WRECK ME! MMMM! I DON'T WANNT FECKIN' WALK OUT THIS DAMN RING BY THE TIME WE'RE.... AHHHHRRRKKK!!" Out of instinct when he sharply tugged on the belt to press it into her neck both hands shot up and gripped the front but instead of any attempt to ease the pressure and get more air into her lungs, she now just gripped the belt and continued to be rocked back on just her knees. "HHHHHKKKK!! AAAHHHHH... H-HARDER... F-FECKIN' CHOKE ME!!" She hissed out the beg and when he did just that, she groaned out and made spit drool down over the belt before her tongue briefly dangled out of her mouth. Lost in the lust and being fucked while still clothed as her tits swayed in her soaked top while the hole in her bottoms slowly ripped a little more with each new, hard thrust that she took.
Most men would revel in the sight of the former WrestleMania Main Event winner and Becky Two Belts being in such a submissive, sex-drunk state. For Lumis, he still only 'spoke' in sinful grunts and groans as he rammed his dick into that moist twat. A machine-like pace to stuff his thick rod into her snatch and make her ass slap off his body stiffly. A dual risk here since her ass slowly turning a little pink from the hard collisions with his muscular frame would be difficult for her to explain to her husband after this, But now she had a mark that formed along her neck to make it seem she'd spent the day at a bondage fetish sex club or worse instead of the pro wrestling training that had been her excuse to go away for the day. Add in the ruined state of her clothes and she'd need one Hell of a cover-up to hide all this cheating.
"HHHHNNNNGGG!! AHHHHHH!! F-FECK!! HHHHNNNN!" Becky's eyes narrowed from the mix of pleasure and pain that thrilled her. Out of a need she never knew she had before, when the belt was next tugged onto her she moved her face to intentionally make the belt ride up from her neck. Sinfully, her teeth clamped onto it to dig in and apply pressure to her lips and mouth and make herself look even more like an animal with a harness on her. Or better yet, a bitch in heat with how soaked her snatch still is. "GAAAAAAAHHHH! HHHHHHRRRKKK! NNNNNNGGGHHH!!" The belt hauled her back and forth and now acted like a gag to muffle her grunts and moans while more saliva drooled onto the heavy material. A good thing that the belt was of sturdy, quality stuff or else she might have been able to chimp through it before a lesser strap might have just snapped from the pressure.
Dexter's stare remained intense and stayed glued onto her look of deep desire as sweat formed across her face and exposed skin but not quite in the way it began to appear on his naked body. His hips drove back and forth to slam his crotch into her plump backside and ram all his thick inches into her twat in the process. So even now there had been drips of juices from her well-stuffed snatch left on the canvas for evidence for him to clean up. No doubt that wouldn't be an issue but there was no way to tell as his expression remained stone-like without any pleasure, let alone any sign that seeing the wild state of Becky being left sex-drunk from the belt chokes was either his plan all along or even better than he'd hoped for. It certainly made it seem like for Lynch she might never be able to get off on 'regular' sex after this encounter.
"MMMMPPPHHHH!! FECK!!" Becky was finally allowed to gasp out when he released the grip of the belt and she slumped forward a bit before she pushed up onto all four to pant for a bit. "Y-You..." Her hands squeezed the belt that she now held before her head tilted up with a wicked grin. "You've gone and done it now, Dexy!" She purred before she suddenly turned around and nearly tackled him to the ring canvas and nearly made them both tumble through the ropes as Lumis ended up down near the ropes. "You've got the man all feckin' worked up... And now she's gonna ride the shit out of ya and yerr big, fat, stalker cock!!" She said, although her words were ironic since this time she'd been the one to track him down for some action. She didn't let the facts get in the way of a good time when she used the belt first to wrap around his gloved hands, a firm enough grip to tie the wrists together and leave his hands above his head before she secured him for good measure to the bottom ring rope to trap him in place. Before she eased back and pushed his big cock back into her snatch and grabbed the middle ropes for support as she started to shift her twat along his rod.
"MMMMM! OH YEAH! MMMMM FECK! THE MAN HAS COME AROUND... MMMMM! TO FUCK THE EVER-LOVIN' HELL... AHHHH! OUT OF DEXY'S BIG FECKIN DICK! MMMMM!" Lynch rather proudly said as she drove her gorgeous, toned and tanned body up and down to stuff his dick into her snatch. Unfazed by the fact that she's taken his dick through the hole that's in her ruined workout pants as her thick backside smacks down sharply into his body to make that gap tear a bit more with her stiff and smooth bounces. "MMMMM! HOW'S IT FEEL, DEXY?? MMMM! MAKING ME SNEAK AWAY FROM HOME... DITCHIN' MY FECKIN HUSBAND AND KID... MMMMM! TO BOUNCE AWAY ON THAT FAT FECKIN' DICK OF YOURS... LIKE A DIRTY OL' SLUT! MMMM!" She even out on a show not just with the red hot dirty talk, enhanced by that thick Irish accent of hers. Her hands left the ring ropes, which wobbled from how eagerly she'd used them to assist with her bounces before she reached down and hauled her spit-soaked top up and over her head to toss it away to the ropes of the practice ring that they are fucking in. So now her rounded and nicely sized MILF tits could bounce away as she worked along his dick and pleasured the both of them and gripped the middle cable to help her work her snatch up and down on his length.
For his part in all of this, Dexter just laid back and took it but tellingly didn't make any move to free his hands from being bound together and kept his arms back behind him so he could be used like a human dildo for the wicked needs of the woman who had been the target of his desires all along. So it was a wise move to let her just bounce herself silly on that thick rod and get supreme pleasure out of it. He still only grunted and groaned from her stiff shifts as all of his inches got stuffed up into her snatch but didn't thrust even once. So that she could continue that strong addiction to fucking a man that she wasn't married to and stretch her pussy out to match the shape of his member.
"MMMMM YEAH! LOOK AT THE MAN... MMMMM! RIDIN' DICK LIKE A CHEAP WHORE! MMMM! LIKE A FECKIN' PORN STAR... STUFFIN' HERSELF FULL WITH ALL THAT BIG FECKIN' DICK LIKE A CHAMP! MMMMM!" Becky all too proudly said with a lick of her lips to match. Her long red hair got messy, barely held in the ponytail from the swings as she jolted up and down. Just another sight to enjoy along with the amount of sweat that dripped down her to technically make this a workout but nothing like the wrestling drills and the like that she'd claimed she had gone across States for. "MMMMM! THINK YA CAN MAKE THE MAN CUM, DEXY? MMMM! MAYBE SQUIRT... AHHHHH FECK!! LIKE A DIRTY BITCH... ALL OVER THIS FAT FECKIN DICK? MMMM! THE MAN THINGS YOU FECKIN' CAN, YA MAD, SILENT BASTARD! MMMMM!" She almost ranted in between her loud moans and stiff bounces on his shaft. The dirty talk, moans and sharp slap when her tanned frame dropped down onto his built frame echoed around this wrestling school and the action was so loud it might even be heard through the walls with how shamelessly she rode him.
Although any WWE title success has eluded Dexter in his sports entertainment career so far, he showcased a level of erotic skill here (and not just from being able to handle a wild ride like this) that could earn plenty of skin flick awards if he ever changed careers. The same of course went for the lusty Irishwoman mounted on top of him who groaned and shifted to stuff her needy, tight and wet pussy full with dick as if she was more suited for this than the Hall of Fame-level accomplishments that she's racked up so far. And here, Lumis despite being a powerful, muscular and fully grown man was technically the one being used since his hands were bound while he was on his back. He allowed himself to be used and it got exactly what they both wanted out of this.
