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with the title heading "WOWEFA Story Submission"
READ THIS FIRST!!! This story, like all of the other stories written by us, is a fictional parody, we write these fictitious stories for fun and because we can. The Supreme Court of the United States has ruled that parodies involving famous people are perfectly and totally legal under the United States Constitution (ruling occurred as a result of the case "Hustler Magazine, Inc et al vs. Jerry Falwell" in 1988). Basically what we are saying THIS IS FICTON, it is not true, didn't happened and there's a good chance it won't ever happen! Now... Kristi and Dice present: Tales From Greenwich Part 6: Suck It Saturday by Kristi (Kristi_aka@hotmail.com) and Frederick "Dice" Casden (diceandkristifiles@yahoo.com) Early in the morning of January 23, 2010, Stephanie McMahon and Triple H are flying aboard the WWE corporate jet from Connecticut to Indiana where the RAW Brand will be holding a live event in the town of Evansville's Roberts Stadium. Triple H just has a sweat shirt on as his gorgeous wife Stephanie McMahon is on her knees, bobbing her head up and down on his massive cock, "Ahhhh fuck Steph.... Ahhh..." Triple H moans as Stephanie takes his cock deep into her mouth. "Mmmmmmmm...mmmmmm...." Stephanie McMahon moans as her pouty and moist lips continually brush against his large and thick shaft as she bobs her brunette head on his cock. Stephanie holds the base of his cock with her left hand and lightly twists her hand against his shaft. "Ahhh mmmmm..." Triple H leans back on his seat as he watches Stephanie's head rise and fall on his cock while she smacks her tongue against the bottom side of his dick. Stephanie lifts her eyes to look up at her husband and slyly smirks around his cock as she continues to bob her head smoothly on his shaft, slowly lowering her head and taking him deep, before quickly lifting her head and then proceeding to lower her head once again. "Mmmmm ahhh. yeah Steph... " Triple H licks his lips as he looks down at Stephanie as she takes is cock deep into her mouth. "Mmmmmmmmm...." Stephanie seductively moans as she drags her wet tongue against the bottom side of Triple H's rock hard shaft as she lowers her head further down on his cock, continually moving her head at a perfectly smooth and steady pace. Triple H grits his teeth as Stephanie continues to suck on his large cock while he pulls off his sweatshirt to reveal his muscular upper body. Stephanie removes her hand from around the base of Triple H's cock and proceeds to place both of her hands onto his muscular thighs as she starts to rapidly bob her head, taking him deeply into her mouth, feeling the head of his cock brush constantly against the back of her skilled mouth. "Awww fuck baby..." Triple H groans as he starts to thrust his cock forward into Stephanie's mouth as she bobs her head rapidly on his shaft. Triple H places his hands on the back of Stephanie's head as she literally fucks her own mouth on his shaft. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm! Gahhhhh Gahhhhhh!" Stephanie moans and seductively gags on her husband's cock as he pumps his shaft firmly upward into her soothing mouth. "Ahhh fuck ahhhh awww!" Triple H grunts as he repeatedly rams his cock into Stephanie's mouth. He soon takes his hands off of his wife's head as she keeps her head all the way down on his upward thrusting shaft. Stephanie presses her lips tighter around his shaft before she lifts her head off of his cock. "Mmmmmmm fuck Paul..." Stephanie moans as she licks her lips and takes a moment to catch her breath. Triple H smiles at his wife as she wipes some saliva from her mouth with the back of her hand, "And here I thought you didn't like sausage in the morning..." Triple H says jokingly. Stephanie narrows her eyes as she stands up from the plane and slides her panties down from her waist to expose her nicely juicy and rounded ass as well as her shaved and moist pussy. Triple H licks his lips as Stephanie kicks her panties off of her feet before she starts to climb onto his lap. "You're an idiot...you know that?" Stephanie asks with a smirk as she lowers herself down onto his cock, taking him deeply into her wet and warm pussy. Stephanie places her hands onto his tanned and muscular chest as she starts to rock back and forth on his cock. "Mmmmm I was not aware I was..." Triple H grins as Stephanie rocks back and forth on his cock while he places his hands on Stephanie's hips. Stephanie smirks slyly at Triple H as she continues to grind her gorgeous body down on his cock, rocking back and forth as she feels him start to thrust up into her pussy. "Ahhh... mmm..." Triple H groans as he holds onto Stephanie's hips as he thrusts his cock firmly up into her pussy. "Ohhhhhh...ohhhh yeah baby...ohhhhh..." Stephanie McMahon moans as she bounces up and down on his cock, lowering herself swiftly on his shaft. Triple H smirks as his wife bounces up and down on his upward thrusting cock and The Game responds by increasing his own pace. "Ohhhhhhh...mmmmmmm...yeah...ohhhh yeah..." Stephanie moans and leans her head back as she rapidly bounces on his cock as Triple H swiftly hammers his cock upward into her pussy. "Mmmm yeah baby.... ahhh...' Triple H groans as he firmly pumps his cock up into Stephanie's tight pussy as she bounces quickly on his dick. "Ohhhhh baby...ohhhh yeah! Ohhhhhhhh!" Stephanie moans as she grits her teeth and aggressively rocks forward on his shaft as sweat starts to lightly coat her body. Triple H licks his lips as he watches his gorgeous wife go up and down on his upward thrusting cock. "Ohhhhhh...ohhhh shit Paul...ohhhhhh..." Stephanie McMahon lustfully moans as she grinds her pussy down on his cock before she smoothly lifts herself off of his rock hard shaft. "And just what are you up to?" Triple H asks as Stephanie turns to kneel on the floor of the jet. When she leans forward to place her hands on the floor, Triple H smirks as he looks at Stephanie's juicy ass. "I see..." Triple H grins as he slides off his seat to kneel behind Stephanie and he wastes no time in pushing his large cock back into her pussy. "Mmmmmmmm...ohhhh yeah baby..." Stephanie groans and grits her teeth as she starts to lightly rock back and forth on her knees, feeling Triple H's massive, sledgehammer-like cock deeply pumping into her from behind. Triple H grabs Stephanie's hips to pull her back on his cock as he pumps his shaft in and out of her tight wet pussy. Stephanie slyly glances over her shoulder and smirks back at Triple H as she grinds her juicy ass back against his cock. "Ohhhh yeah babe...mmmmmm..." Stephanie moans as she works her juicy ass against his tanned and muscular waist. "Ahhh... mmmm fuck... ahhh..." Triple H grunts as he drives his cock deeply into Stephanie's cunt while her juicy ass smacks against his waist. "Ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhh fuck! Ohhhhh fuck yeah!" Stephanie groans as she throws her gorgeous body back against her husband, feeling his shaft deep inside of her. Triple H licks his teeth as he plows his cock firmly into Stephanie's pussy as his cock begins to throb heavily. "Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhh yeah baby! Ohhhhh yeah! Ohhhhhhh!" Stephanie moans as sweat drips down her body as she aggressively rocks back on her knees to push back against his cock. "Ahhhh... awwww.... ahhhh!" Triple H groans as he starts to cum inside of Stephanie's pussy following one last deep thrust. Stephanie seductively narrows her eyes as she glances over her shoulder and slyly looks back at Triple H as she feels his warm cum spraying into her wet and tight pussy. "Mmmmm baby..." Stephanie groans. "Ahhhh.... mmm that was great..." Triple H moans as he smiles at Stephanie while he holds his cock within her wet pussy as he flood her with his cum. Stephanie rubs her pouty lips together as she crawls forward on her knees, causing Triple H's cock to fall out from her pussy. Stephanie sits up o her knees and slides her hands through her slightly sweat dampened brunette hair. "Damn babe...I swear we get better each time..." Stephanie says as she reaches over for her shirt. Triple H grins, "Practice does make perfect..." Triple H says as he lifts himself back into his seat. "By the way... why are you coming to this live event.... you never tag along..." Stephanie raises an eyebrow and turns to glance at Triple H after putting her shirt back on. "What do you mean?" Stephanie asks as she stands up from the floor of the private jet and walks over toward the couch to pick up her pair pants. "You normally just go to the TV and Pay-Per-View shows..." Triple H replies as he leans forward to pick up his pants. "Oh..." Stephanie replies as she leans down slightly to pull her hands up to her waist. "Well I've been hearing good things about the matches Sheamus and Cena have been putting on at the house shows together, so I wanted to watch in person..." Stephanie explains. "Steph... they have been doing the same things they did at the last pay-per- view... and even during their match on RAW a few weeks back..." Triple H says. Stephanie folds her arms against her chest and glances at her husband. "And like you haven't been doing the same thing for the past ten years either?" Stephanie asks, before adding "Besides...I enjoy seeing how Cena is able to rally the crowd up..." "You're here to see Cena aren't you? Don't tell me you think he's hot..." Triple H starts to say. "What?" Stephanie asks and then laughs "What are you talking about?" "The only reason you're coming to this show it to check out Cena..." Triple H answers. Stephanie shakes her head "I don't think so honey..." Stephanie replies. "You can't seriously expect me to believe you're just coming to watch him and Sheamus square off..." Triple H says. Stephanie presses her lips firmly together as she slightly glares at Triple H. "Think whatever you want Paul...trust me I'm not so desperate that I need to see Cena in the ring to get my rocks off..." Stephanie before firmly adding. "Because if I really wanted Cena...I could have him any time, any place I wanted..." "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Triple H snaps slightly. Stephanie places her hands onto her hips. "It means if I wanted Cena so bad...I would have already slept with him...." Stephanie says before continuing in a sarcastic tone. "Since you think I totally have the hots for him..." "Whatever..." Triple H rolls his eyes slightly. * * * In one of the Roberts Stadium locker rooms, Triple H is putting on his knee pads as he talks to Randy Orton, "So Stephanie basically says she's here tonight to check out Cena and she came up with the lame excuse that she wants to see how his match with Sheamus turns out... they had matches on the last pay-per-view and last RAW of 2009..." Triple H says as he adjusts his kneepads. Randy Orton smirks and looks at Triple H as he crosses her arms against his shirt covered chest as he leans back slightly on the bench he's sitting on. "She wants to bang Cena?" Randy asks with a raised eyebrow before he slightly licks his lips. "I was thinking that was my job..." Randy Orton says with a joking laugh for Triple H's benefit, despite the fact that he had previously been with Stephanie on multiple occasions. Triple H glances at Randy, "That's not funny...." Triple H says, "I swear Stephanie goes out of her way to check every guy out the teenage girls find hot..." Randy unfolds his arms and sighs a bit. "I bet Stephanie has a lot to say about me then..." Randy says with a smirk. "You never come up..." Triple H says, "She talks about practically everyone one else, but she just loves to talk about Cena..." "Who's talking about me?" John Cena asks as he steps out of the shower area with a towel wrapped around his waist. Triple H shakes his head and turns away and John looks at Randy to see if he'll answer his question. Randy smirks and chuckles "Steph wants to bang you..." Randy says with a laugh. "Oh..." John nods his head and then smiles, "That's not exactly news..." Triple H looks over his shoulder at Cena, "Shut up..." John laughs, "Hey chill Paul... I'm just joking..." Randy confidently stands up and nods his head "I know the feeling John... Stephanie wants me too...real bad..." Triple H shakes his head, "You two are horse's asses..." * * * As the main event between John Cena and Sheamus takes place, Stephanie McMahon is talking with Road Agents Ricky Steamboat and Dean Malenko. "We really need to do something with Yoshi, the fans are really responding to him better..." Steamboat says as he gives his opinions on Yoshi Tatsu's performance in his match with Zack Ryder at the beginning of the live event. "Not just him, Ryder also was impressive, we may be missing something big with him, he's got the look and talent to be a real contributor," Malenko adds as he gives own thoughts. Stephanie nods her head slightly as she listens to what Dean Malenko and Ricky Steamboat are saying. "I see both of your points...and I agree with you a lot Dean, Zack Ryder really has something special about him." Stephanie says before glancing at Yoshi Tatsu. "And the fans are really supportive of Yoshi, but he lacks a lot of the marketable appeal..." Stephanie replies, giving her honest opinions. Steamboat slides his hands into his pockets, "People said that about me for years... given time, Tatsu will be a valuable member of the WWE..." Stephanie folds her arms across her chest "What do you guys think about Dolph Ziggler?" Stephanie asks as she glances out towards the ring as John Cena is throwing punches at Sheamus. "Great character... can get a lot of heat on his own... we probably should've elevated him up the card last fall when Mysterio was suspended to really take advantage of his skills," Malenko says as he gives his honest assessment of the SmackDown star. Stephanie nods her head and presses her lips together. "You know I've been watching a lot of the work Eve has been doing on television lately...I like her a lot, she has a really great attitude. I've been trying to talk my dad into putting the belt on her..." "It might be a little too soon for that, I've talked with Vince about it myself, and while Eve has developed nicely, we really should make sure she can handle the pressure of being the top Diva for RAW..." Steamboat replies, "Maryse is to the level where she can be trusted to help determine if Eve is ready for it." "I do see a lot of potential in Eve...and like you said, she might not be ready yet..." Stephanie says before she glances at Ricky Steamboat "Would you mind working with her a bit?" "Not at all..." Steamboat replies. Stephanie nods her head "Good..." Stephanie says before she glances back onto toward the ring to see John Cena lifting Sheamus up for the Attitude Adjustment. * * * Meanwhile outside in the arena parking lot, Triple H, wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, is carrying his luggage to the luxury tour bus he and Stephanie owns. As he approaches the bus, he notices Mickie James, who traveled from the SmackDown live event in Hammond, Indiana to participate in a photoshoot. Triple H stops as he sees that Mickie is bent over as she puts her travel bags in the trunk of her rental car. "Now that's a nice juicy ass..." Triple H says with a grin. Mickie, dressed in a pair of nicely fitting hip hugger jeans and a white top, glances over her shoulder and laughs "Hey now!" Mickie replies as she turns around and stands up straight, facing Triple H. "Hey Mickie... how was the show over in Hammond?" Triple H before he notices that Mickie is just wearing a white top, "And... aren't you cold?" Triple H asks with a slight laugh. Mickie laughs "Oh I packed my jacket in the suitcase already and didn't feel like digging through all my stuff for my jacket..." Mickie replies with a laugh as she presses her lips together and nods her head cutely. "I'm tough though...I can handle it out here..." Mickie says before then answering the question Triple H asked. "The show went good...I think Layla might have tweaked her ankle a bit..." "A tweak isn't so bad..." Triple H says as he checks out the spunky Diva, "Just means you and Maria along with Beth just need to keep her out of the ring at your show in Cleveland..." Mickie James smiles and winks at Triple H "My thoughts exactly..." Mickie says before she folds her arms against her chest. "Are you done with your match already?" "Yeah... Cena went on last... so I got out early..." Triple H grins, "And since you're here..." Triple H licks his lips slightly. Mickie raises an eyebrow and laughs "And since I'm here?" Mickie asks as she looks at Triple H, confused. "Well I did promise I'd show you the inside of the bus..." Triple H says as he motions towards the luxury tour bus Mickie James laughs and shakes her head slightly as she finally catches on to what Triple H is getting at "And I could get into a shit load of trouble... especially with your wife..." "You won't have to worry about that..." Triple H grins, "Besides, you've been bugging me to show you the bus every chance you got before..." Mickie bites down on her bottom lip. "Well...I didn't think either of us were really serious about it..." Mickie replies as she shifts her feet slightly. "If you want to it's quite alright... although I'd never thought I'd see Miss Mickie James acting nervous..." Triple H says as he teases Mickie. Mickie shakes her head and laughs "Hey I'm not nervous...it's just career suicide for me if Stephanie catches us..." "Stephanie is gonna be awhile... she's meeting with the agents and a few of the guys..." Triple H says, "So you wouldn't have to worry about being caught with me... and besides, if she caught us, she'd cut off my cock and my balls and have them thrown into a shark tank." Mickie James laughs and licks her lips. "Well...what are we waiting for then?" "For us to get on the bus..." Triple H grins as he leads Mickie to the bus. Triple H opens the door and steps in first, with Mickie right behind him. Triple H heads to the large personal living area of the tour bus and sets his bags down on a small table before he turns to look at Mickie. Mickie presses her luscious and moist lips together as she looks around the luxury living space within the tour bus. "Wow...and I thought they were kidding about this place..." Mickie says with a laugh. Triple H smirks, "Well... Steph and I like to have a lot of room..." Triple H replies as he licks his lips. Mickie bites down on her bottom lip and seductively takes a step toward Triple H. "I like having a lot of room too..." Mickie says as she lightly tosses her brunette hair back. Triple H smirks as Mickie takes another step towards him, "Is that a fact?" Triple H asks. Mickie nods her head and laughs "Totally!" Mickie says excitedly before she places her hands onto her white top and proceeds to lift the top from her upper body to expose her toned, tanned stomach and more importantly her tanned, juicy, largely rounded, perky tits. Triple H licks his lips as he looks at Mickie's large, juicy, round and perky tits as they bounce freely after being uncovered from Mickie's white top. Triple H takes off his sweatshirt revealing his muscular upper body and after he tosses his sweatshirt behind him, he starts to unbuckle his belt. Mickie raises an eyebrow and smirks at Triple H as she stands face to face with him and places her hands onto his muscular, tanned waist, and begins to feels his defined muscles as he hurriedly unbuckles his belt. "What's so funny?" Triple H asks with a smirk as Mickie slides her hands over his his body. Triple H finishes undoing his belt and he proceeds to unbutton his jeans. "You seem in a hurry..." Mickie replies with a smirk as she licks her lips and proceeds to obediently lower herself down onto her knees in front of Triple H as she lowers his jeans from his muscular waist. Triple H laughs slightly, "Hey... if a hot brunette with a juicy ass and big tits wanted to fuck you wouldn't... ummmm...." Triple H trails off as Mickie gives him a look as she pulls his jeans down, unleashing his massive, semi- hard cock in the process. Mickie cutey laughs up at Triple H as she places her right hand around his large shaft and begins to move her hand up and down against his shaft, feeling it begin to instantly harden against her hand. "Ahhh mmm..." Triple H groans as Mickie strokes his cock with her right hand while he steps out of his jeans. Mickie leans her head close to Triple H's cock and spits some of her saliva onto his shaft as she moves her hand against his shaft, using some of her own saliva at a lubricant. Triple H licks his lips as he watches Mickie use her right hand to spread her saliva all over his cock as it is now fully hardened. Mickie closes her eyes as she begins to smack her wet tongue against the thick head of Triple H's cock before she starts to slide her wet tongue against the head of his shaft, while stroking the length of his cock. "Ahhh fuck..." Triple H moans as Mickie James slides her soft tongue around the swollen head of his as she keep stroking the shaft. Mickie taps her wet tongue against the head of his cock, soothingly moving her saliva on the surface of the head of his cock, while she continues to steadily work her hand against his thick shaft. "Mmmm fuck... that's real good..." Triple H moans as he places his hands on his muscular waist as Mickie lightly slaps his cock with her tongue while she keeps jerking him off. Mickie opens her mouth and lowers her brunette head, taking Triple H's cock into her mouth and wraps her lips around his shaft as she begins to steadily bob her head to suck on his cock. "Ohhh fuck... mmmm..." Triple H moans as Mickie James bobs her head at a steady pace on his thick, long and rock hard cock. "Mmmmmmm...mmmmmm...." Mickie James moans soothingly as her head bobs back and forth on Triple H's sledgehammer-like cock as she places both of her hands onto his muscular waist as she leans her head further in toward his cock. Triple H licks his lips as Mickie takes more of his cock past her lips as she keeps her steady pace of bobbing her head on his dick. Mickie presses her pouty and luscious lips tighter around Triple H's cock as she smoothly and steadily moves her head on his cock, playfully slapping her tongue against his shaft as she sucks. "Mmmmm fuck....mmmm..." Triple H groans as he feels Mickie's lips dragging against his cock as Mickie sucks and slurps on his shaft. Mickie turns her head and playfully grinds her lips on his shaft as she continues to move her head rapidly on his shaft, feeling him start to slightly push deeper into her mouth. Triple H places his hands on Mickie's head as he thrusts his cock lightly into her mouth as she briskly bobs her head on his shaft. Mickie's saliva drips off of his cock each time she brings her head up to the top of his cock. "Mmmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmmm..." Mickie James moans as she slaps her wet tongue against his thick and large shaft as she takes him deeper into her mouth. "Ahhh... awww shit!" Triple H groans loudly as Mickie James swallows every inch of his cock. Mickie James playfully smirks around Triple H's thick shaft before she lifts her head off of his cock, leaving his shaft dripping with saliva. "You're one hell of a cock sucker Mickie..." Triple H grins as he watches as Mickie unbuttons her hip hugger jeans and starts to push them from her hips. Mickie James nods her head "So I've heard...." Mickie says with a laugh as she stands up from her knees to completely push her jeans down from her juicy hips and curved waist. Triple H licks his lips as he looks at Mickie's juicy hips and toned thighs as she steps out of her jeans. He then grins as Mickie steps towards the small couch that sits along the right wall of the tour bus and kneels on the middle cushion while placing her hands on the back of the couch. Mickie glances back over her shoulder and smiles as she sways her juicy ass back and forth as she kneels on the couch. "You know I haven't eaten today..." Triple H smirks as he steps over to the couch. He places his right hand on Mickie's ass as she spreads her knees further apart. The hot muscular husband of Stephanie McMahon squats down in front of the couch and leans his head forward to begin lapping his tongue against Mickie's pussy from behind. "Mmmmmmm....ohhhhhh yeah..." Mickie moans as she lightly rocks back on her knees, feeling Triple H's tongue slap against her wet and warm pussy as he starts to dart his tongue in and out of her pussy. "Mmmm... mmm..." Triple H moans as he pushes his tongue in to Mickie's pussy as she rocks back lightly against his face. Mickie bites down on her bottom lip and leans her head back slightly as she feels Triple H's tongue deeply thrusting into her wet and warm pussy. "Ohhhhhhh....ohhhhhh yeah...mmmmmm damn!" "Mmmmm! Mmmm!" Triple H moans as he darts his tongue in and out of Mickie's cunt. He raises his right hand off of Mickie's ass and brings it down with a firm, smack causing Mickie's body to jolt forward slightly. "Mmmmmmm....ohhhhh yeah...." Mickie moans with a laugh as she feels his hand firmly lower against her juicy ass with another smack. Triple H twirls his tongue around inside of Mickie's wet snatch as smacks Mickie's juicy ass again with his right hand. The Game soon starts to pull his head back away from Mickie's pussy and as he does, he drags his tongue against her smooth skin from her pussy up to her ass. "Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh that feels so good..." Mickie moans and laughs as she glances back at Triple H once again with a playful look on her face. "Haven't seen a girl who doesn't like that..." Triple H grins as he stands up behind Mickie so that he can guide his large, stiff cock into her tight wet pussy. "Mmmmmmmm....ohhhhh fuck..." Mickie moans and grits her teeth as she rocks forward on her knees, feeling Triple H's large cock enter her tight pussy from behind. As Triple H places his strong hands onto her tanned and curved waist, he begins to pump his shaft into her, while pulling her back against his shaft. "Ahhhh.... mmmm..." Triple H groans as he thrusts his cock firmly into Mickie's pussy while guiding her back on his stiff cock. "Ohhhhhh...ohhhhh yeah...mmmmm..." Mickie moans and licks her lips as she starts to eagerly push herself back against his rock hard cock as he swiftly thrusts his cock into her, Triple H licks his lips as he quickly pumps his cock in and out of Mickie's pussy as she rocks back, causing her ass to smack against his muscular waist. "Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhh yeah...mmmmmm..." Mickie James moans as she pushes back against Triple H, rocking back and forth on her knees as she feels his shaft ramming deeply into her pussy. "Ahhh... awww... fuck..." Triple H grunts as he continues to hammer Mickie's tight wet pussy from behind. "Ohhhhhh...ohhhh yeah...mmmmm..." Mickie moans as she playfully looks back at Triple H as she bucks her juicy and nicely curved hips as she pushes back eagerly against his cock. "Ahhh... mmm fuck...' Triple H groans as he pulls his cock out of Mickie's pussy. He then uses his left hand to spread Mickie's ass cheeks apart as he uses his right hand to guide his shaft into her asshole. "Ohhhhhhh yeah....mmmm I love getting my ass fucked..." Mickie moans as she grits her teeth tightly, feeling his shaft deeply enter her ass. "Ahhh so I've heard..." Triple H smirks as he pumps his cock in and out of Mickie's asshole. "Mmmmmmm...ohhhhh yeah...ohhhhhh..." Mickie moans as her juicy, tanned ass steadily smacks against his muscular waist, as he drives his shaft deep into her ass. Triple H places his hands on Mickie's back as he deeply slams his cock into her ass at a quickening pace. "Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhh yeah..." Mickie moans as she begins to sweat while Triple H rams his cock deeply into her nicely juicy ass. Triple H grits his teeth as he pounds Mickie's ass with deep, sharp thrusts. Mickie glances over her shoulder and cutely smirks back at Triple H as she feels his shaft starting to pulsate inside of her as he continues to powerfully slams his cock into her ass. "Mmmmm ahhh fuck..." Triple H groans as he starts to cum inside of Mickie's ass following another thrust. "Ohhhhhhh...." Mickie James moans and looks back at Triple H as she feels his warm, thick cum spraying into her ass. "Mmm fuck.... ahhh..." Triple H groans as he thrusts his cock lightly into Mickie's ass as he floods her asshole with his cum. Mickie James presses her lips together and laughs as she feels his cock pulling out of her ass. "Mmmmm damn....I definitely want to come on the bus again..." Triple H smirks, "Well I'm sure that can be arranged..." * * * A short time later, Mickie James is back at her rental car and is finishing packing her luggage in the trunk when Stephanie McMahon comes out of the arena. Stephanie McMahon walks from the exit of the arena toward the area of the parking lot where her private touring bus is located, which happens to be in the same area of Mickie's rental car. Stephanie nods her head and smiles at Mickie. "Good evening Mickie..." Mickie closes the trunk of her rental car and smiles, "Hello Stephanie... how are you?" Mickie asks. Stephanie comes to a stop and stands with Mickie near the rental car. "I'm doing good, how about yourself?" "Oh you know.... I'm just relieved Michael told me how my program with Michelle is going to end at the Rumble..." Mickie says. Stephanie presses her lips together. "To be honest with you, at first I wasn't so for this angle that Michael had in mind, and he really pushed for it...." Stephanie pauses. "Now I'm starting to have a good feeling about it..." Mickie laughs slightly, "If you were in my shoes I don't think you would have that feeling... I'm just glad it's going to end so that Beth can finally get some more time on television." Stephanie smiles a bit "Well...if you could excuse me, Mickie...it's late and I have a meeting tomorrow morning." -END- Support WOWEFA.com by joining CelebrityPass.com for only $4.95 
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