After The Final Bell – With Wwe Liv Morgan

Her fingernails raked deep into his back. His sculpted body glistened over her as she bit her lip, pulling herself closer to him. Every thrust of his hip felt deeper and more pleasurable than the last. ‘Oh god’ she moaned feeling his breath on her neck thru her long blonde hair. She began to tense up in pleasure, nearing release. Her mouth popped open as she gasped for air in the intense pleasure, as she took his face in her hands. Every movement drew her closer to climax. “Liv,” his strong, comforting voice said as he moved closer, “get your bloody ass out of bed!” His voice had immediately changed to that of her WWE stablemate Ruby Riott. “Come on get the bloody hell out of bed you blonde numpty!” Liv’s eyes slowly fluttered open. Her body ached from the pleasure of the dream. Even though it had only been a dream, her thighs were well damp from reaching the…

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Wwe Fan fictions – Bar Room Blitz with Becky Lynch and Alexa Bliss

“I don’t need a fuckin’ body guard, Hunter!” Becky Lynch spat at her boss, Triple H. “I fight for a living.” She enunciated each word in strong Irish accent. “I know you do, but I don’t want you fighting anyone out of the ring. You’re a fighter, but an entertainer and a performer. I don’t want either of us to deal with the trouble that’ll come out of you locking horns with a crazed fan,” Triple H explained as I came around the corner. “So how long does this fella have to mail me?” the fiery redhead asked, seeming to accept her fate. “Until we can catch the stalker, Becky. I’m sorry.” Triple H seemed honestly apologetic. “This is Clive. He’ll be the one keeping an eye on you.” “Ma’am,” I said curtly, keeping my left hand on my right forearm. I didn’t want to come off as a dick or as trying too hard to please her. Kissing the…

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