Oil Battle

Story Script:

ACTOR1: You think you can just walk up and flirt with my husband, you oily bimbo?

ACTOR2: Relax, honey. I was just being friendly. But since you're so threatened, maybe we should make this interesting.

ACTOR1: Interesting? What, like you trying to get your fake tits in his face?

ACTOR2: I'm the champion here. I bet your soft little body couldn't last two minutes with me in the pit. Winner gets a night with the big man. What do you say?

ACTOR2: Don, baby, tell your wife it's okay to play.

ACTOR1: You're on. I'm going to wipe that smug grin right off your face.

ACTOR2: Oh, I love a fighter. Let's get you slicked up.

ACTOR1: God, you're strong... get off me!

ACTOR2: Told you I was the champ. Feel how I can hold you down? My thighs are locked around your waist, sweetie. You're not going anywhere.

ACTOR1: Don! She's... mmph... she's got my arms pinned!

ACTOR2: Shhh, just relax. Feel how my slick tits are pressed against your back? My pussy is grinding right against your ass. You like that, Don? Watching me dominate her?

ACTOR1: Get your cunt off me!

ACTOR2: Or what? You're mine now. The winner takes the prize. Isn't that right, Don? You're going to come home with me and fuck this champion pussy all night long. Tell her.

ACTOR1: Don, please...

ACTOR2: Say it. Tell your wife who won you. Tell her you want to feel my tight, wet pussy wrapped around your big dick.

ACTOR1: ...He's mine.

ACTOR2: Not anymore. Now be a good girl and watch as I take your man. Unzip his pants, Don. Let her see what she lost. Oh yes, that's it. Give me that thick cock. I'm going to ride you right here until you come deep inside me.