Fair play

Ioana has seen enough fights at the club to know the rules. Bob and Zack square off, sweat gleaming on hard muscle, and her gaze lingers too long on every flex. Heat pools between her legs, so she steps in, raises both hands, and declares the bout a draw before either man can claim the win. She drops to her knees between them, slender fingers freeing two thick cocks already stiff from the adrenaline. Blonde hair spills over her shoulders as she takes one shaft into her mouth, tongue circling the crown while her other hand strokes the second. Wet, hungry noises fill the ring. Bob grips the back of her head, urging her deeper. Zack moves behind her, spreading her cheeks and pressing the head of his cock to her tightest hole. Ioana moans around the dick in her throat, body yielding as Zack pushes inside. Inch by inch he fills her ass, hips rolling in a slow, steady rhythm that rocks her forward onto the cock in her mouth. Sandwiched and stretched, she rocks between the two men, saliva shining on her chin, the slap of flesh loud and wet. When they swap, she turns without hesitation, opening wide for the cock fresh from her ass while the other slides into her slick heat again. She takes them gladly, knees planted on the canvas, small frame rocked by each deep thrust. The men come almost together. Thick ropes stripe her lips and cheeks, then her tongue, until her face is painted white. Ioana licks her lips, eyes bright, the match truly even at last.