In his home in North Carolina, Matt Hardy is resting on his couch, enjoying a day off from his hectic travel schedule as part of the WWE Roster. He pets his dog that jumps up onto the couch then reaches for the remote to turn down the volume of his plasma flat screen television set. Matt sits up and sets his dog on the floor and the mutt scampers off as Matt reaches over to pick up a cordless phone that is sitting on a side table next to his couch. He gets comfortable and starts to dial the cell phone number of one Amy Dumas, otherwise known as Lita.
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In a run down hotel somewhere outside of Dallas, Texas, Amy Dumas is laying on the bed, completely naked as Adam Copeland eats her pussy. Amy moans as Adam darts his tongue in and out of her sweet pussy and she arches her hips when he pushes his entire oral probe into her twat. Her cell phone starts to ring and she reaches over to grab, but she ends up knocking over a table before she grabs it. She hits the button on it to accept the incoming call without checking the small display to see who is call her, then she brings the phone to her ear.
"H-h-hello?" Amy asks and moans as Adam pushes two fingers into her pussy.
"Hey baby... how's it going?"
Amy frowns as she hears the voice of her boyfriend. "Hey... Matt... it's... going good... how's... your... knee?" Amy is breathing rather hard as Adam continues to work over her pussy, flicking his tongue against her clit as he adds a third finger to those inside of her cunt.
"It hurts..." Matt laughs, "I saw your spot with Trish last night... you guys are really setting a high standard for the other divas.... Hell... your feud with her is off the charts..."
"I... know...mmmm..." Amy moans as she starts breathing faster. Adam has moved his free hand up to her breasts and is tugging on the nipple. He takes his fingers out of her pussy and starts licking up and down between Amy's fat juicy pussy lips,
Matt is a bit disturbed when he hears Amy moan and asks, "Is everything all right?"
"Ohhhhh yea.... Everything... is great... you... caught... me... getting off...." Amy moans and laughs, "God... you're voice is... so sexy... mmmm... I wish you were here...." Amy smirks a bit and lets out a pleasurable sigh when Adam pushes two fingers from each hand into her pussy to spread it open so he can lick her insides without thrusting his tongue in and out of her.
"I wish I was there too... you sound totally worked up... I better let you get a towel..." Matt replies lightheartedly.
"Ohhhh wait.... Ahhh Matt... I'm cumming... for you baby..." Amy moans as she reaches down and pushes Adam's face against her pussy as she climaxes. Adam laps up her juices as they flow out of her cunt. As Amy comes down from her orgasms she moans happily, "Matt... you had great timing... you really got me... over the Edge..."
Matt laughs a bit, "Glad to be of help... I'll let you clean up... talk to you later."
Amy laughs and sighs a bit, "All right stud... bye..." Amy hangs up and turns off the ringer of her phone, then tosses it onto her pile of clothes on the floor. Adam moves up and kisses her lip, sliding his tongue into her mouth. Amy sucks on his tongue as they roll over so Adam is laying on his back and she's on top of him. Amy smirks and slides her hands through his long blond hair. "Matt is such a spaz isn't he?"
"Yeah... he really expects you to be loyal to him like he was when you were on the shelf..." Adam smirks as he watches Amy slide down his body to positions herself kneeling next to his legs. Amy wraps a hand around Adam's thirteen-inch cock and slowly begins to pump her hand up and down along his shaft.
"It's amazing... Matt is a bit bigger than you... but you're so much thicker... it's so meaty looking..." Amy licks her lips and lowers head down, taking his cock into her mouth. She slowly bobs her head up and down his cock, dragging her soft tongue against the skin. When she hits the top of his cock, she flicks and swirls her tongue around the fat tip, before lapping up the bit of pre-cum that trickles out of the piss-slit.
"Mmmm that's it Amy... suck that big piece of meat...." Adam moans as Amy pumps her hand up and down his shaft in conjunction with bobbing her head. His own cell phone starts to ring, and Adam instantly curses his habit of keeping it under his pillow. He reaches underneath the pillow to retrieve it, before he turns it off he reads the caller display, smirks and starts laughing a bit. Amy lifts her head off his dick and smiles at him.
"Who is it?" She asks as she spits onto his the head of his dick. She rubs her palm against the head of tip, smearing her saliva all over it.
