Bukkake Brawl pits were thrice times the size of the average Bare-knuckle Boxing ring.
Large enough to allow the Jackals and Jizzabels go to work on each other. Cozy enough to allow the fans above to drool on them.
To her left, Catgirl Mon was down under the weight of a heavy pinning her shoulders while a second helicoptered on her raised haunches.
It was too late to try and save Mon. Penetration had been made. Fuck!
Mei took her frustration out on a nearby Jackal with an impolite chop to the Adam's apple. He gakked, jerked once and stayed down.
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