RAIN0091 Alora Lux vs Ivy Rain Scent Battle
2023-11-03
29:57
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Studio: Mrrainsexfights
Description:
In this custom script Ivy Rain faces off against long time rival, Alora Lux.The women have a sentimental rivalry and they decide to fight in front of their lover, combining strength and sensuality. They meet on the blue mat
to settle their rivalry. They are topless, just wearing a mini thong and show their strength and power for the guy to decide who is the more dominant woman. This is an evenly matched match as the ladies have the same strength. They are looking at each other eye to eye with the loose hair.
The ladies intimidate one another, face to face, flexing their biceps and slightly moaning like
panthers. They sometimes smell their own armpits to get a pheromonal energy before the
fight. They look at each other as if it was a fight to the end.
They are standing, locking hands in a test of strength, fighting nose to nose with moaning. They
are standing forehead to forehead, with venom in the eyes. They really fight until sweat flows
from their bodies.
Then, they loudly slam their bellies against each other about 50 times. This is a belly fight.
Then, they wrestle on the floor, always breast to breast, belly to belly, the legs entangled,
trying to get the upper hand in an intimate catball.
They very slowly and sensually sniff their sweaty faces each other simultaneously, and they
also regularly sniff the opponent's armpits.
Then, they stand up and they press their bodies in a long double bearhug and they slowly rub
their big tits against each other. Sometimes, they lift their arms and they smell each others
armpits, becoming more aware why their respective natural feminine scent drives their man
so crazy. This is a very long breast to breast and belly to belly contact. They both argue over who has the strongest odor. However, they appreciate the rival odor and claim : your odor excite me to the fight, bitch/slut!
Afterwards, they proceed to lift each others arms to deeply smell their sweaty armpits to
determine who has the more dominant odor. They slowly rub their armpits very deeply
together to mix sweat and aromas and on occasion, sniff their armpits, but each declares her
scent the dominant one.
Finally, they arm wrestle on the floor, forehead to forehead, but no victress emerges.
Neither is going to allow the other to win this competition and they decide for a rematch,
looking at the camera (= the boyfriend), cheek against cheek.
...The ladies intimidate one another, face to face, flexing their biceps and slightly moaning like
panthers. They sometimes smell their own armpits to get a pheromonal energy before the
fight. They look at each other as if it was a fight to the end.
They are standing, locking hands in a test of strength, fighting nose to nose with moaning. They
are standing forehead to forehead, with venom in the eyes. They really fight until sweat flows
from their bodies.
Then, they loudly slam their bellies against each other about 50 times. This is a belly fight.
Then, they wrestle on the floor, always breast to breast, belly to belly, the legs entangled,
trying to get the upper hand in an intimate catball.
They very slowly and sensually sniff their sweaty faces each other simultaneously, and they
also regularly sniff the opponent's armpits.
Then, they stand up and they press their bodies in a long double bearhug and they slowly rub
their big tits against each other. Sometimes, they lift their arms and they smell each others
armpits, becoming more aware why their respective natural feminine scent drives their man
so crazy. This is a very long breast to breast and belly to belly contact. They both argue over who has the strongest odor. However, they appreciate the rival odor and claim : your odor excite me to the fight, bitch/slut!
Afterwards, they proceed to lift each others arms to deeply smell their sweaty armpits to
determine who has the more dominant odor. They slowly rub their armpits very deeply
together to mix sweat and aromas and on occasion, sniff their armpits, but each declares her
scent the dominant one.
Finally, they arm wrestle on the floor, forehead to forehead, but no victress emerges.
Neither is going to allow the other to win this competition and they decide for a rematch,
looking at the camera (= the boyfriend), cheek against cheek.
