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April 1, 2023, 3:12 AM
Sonesta LAX Airport Hotel, Room 352
>"Fuck me, Dom" croons a breathy Rhea Ripley as she violently rides a spread-eagle and drunk Dominik Mysterio on her soft hotel bed. "You wanna. Ah. Fuck your mami, huh? Mmmm. Well show me you're a man. Ah! An-and f-fuck me, Dom!" she manages to utter in between short, shallow gasps for air. Her aggressive and self-assured demeanour that she uses as armour is gone, penetrated by the rigid, Latino cock she's found herself rocking on. For the first time, over a long time, she's vulnerable, smelling of coconut body lotion, vodka and sex, her salty, meaty vagina lips gaped open and being thrust into with animal-like ferocity by her Dom-Dom. "You want me to cum in you like the last time?" asks an out-of-breath Dominik, to which Rhea only manages to whimper in response and place her head on his chest. As perspiration covers her back and tattooed thighs, the symphony of the squeaking bed is interrupted by a buzz from her phone on the dresser. The two lovers in heat deafened by desire fail to notice; on the phone, a text adorned with a heart emoji from Buddy Matthews: "Hey babe hows it going"...
