Acknowledge Trish

"Exactly what I was hoping..." Roman smiles cockily as he takes hold of the front zipper. Slowly pulling down that covering costume as her deep cleavage gets revealed much like she'd do on the upcoming edition of Raw. But he doesn't stop there of course. Pulling it down so that her costume peels to the side and those rounded, big MILF tits bounce free in their naked glory as his smile gets a hint wide. Zipping down until he's stopped just at her crotch to see she's likewise got no underwear on downstairs either.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she locks her eyes with Roman, placing her hands on top of his powerful hands which rest at her hips. Trish guides his hands down as the material peels away from her sink and starts to lower down her smooth and gorgeously tanned legs.

He smirks up at her as he slides the costume down, getting a good look at her tight, perfectly shaved pussy. Letting her step up before he stays kneeling, and it would only take the iconic female Superstar of the WWE to make the Tribal Chief take a knee to someone else. But doing so as he made her leg lift, putting it over his broad shoulder. Gripping her thick thighs as he pushed his face against her sex and let out a groan into her as he sucked on her pussy to get a hint of her arousal down there.

"Mmmmmmm..." Trish moans and lightly grits her teeth as she places her right hand onto Roman's head as she feels his expert tongue working against her pussy.

Roman, unleashing many years of having this stunning MILF as a fantasy, didn't hold back. Lashing with hunger at her tight slit to show he wasn't kidding about being able to dish out oral as well as take it. Licking away to taste more of that sweet pussy and smiling into her as she gripped his head and groaned out from the clear skill on display.

"Mmmmmmm... Ohhhhh... Ohhhh!!" Trish moans and closes her eyes as she lightly pushes against Roman's tongue and face, feeling him thrusting and lapping his tongue against her.

The Tribal Chief slides his hands along her tanned thighs. Lapping away as she grinds her twat down against his hungry tongue as her juices start to drip into his rugged, bearded face. Staring up to watch her shift as she runs his tongue along her folds and sipped down the delicious sweetness from the stunning but manipulative Hall of Famer.

"Mmmm... Ohhhh! I so fucking acknowledge you..." Trish groans as she feels his tongue working effortlessly against her snatch, pleasing her like no other.

That remark makes Roman growl lustfully into her wet pussy as he pushes his tongue into her snatch. His hands gripped her other leg, surprising her to put the other limb over her shoulder. Even on his knees, showing off his supreme strength to grip Trish by the waist and keep dining on her snatch while holding her off the floor of the private jet.

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In the front quarters of the private jet, The Wiseman and Special Counsel, Paul Heyman, with his arms folded, turns his head as he hears the loud, primal groan emanating from the Tribal Chief.

Paul Heyman shakes his head and closes his eyes "This isn't good... This is not good.." Heyman says before he looks over to Solo Sikoa "Solo... Forget Sami Zayn and Kevin Owens... Forget even your brothers the Usos... We've got a problem... A major problem..." Heyman says, locking his eyes with Solo. "We've got a Trish Stratus problem..."

Solo, with his arms folded over his chest, only briefly glances at The Wiseman before he stares ahead with that familiar, sour look that the Street Champion is known for. Not even flinching when the sound of a long moan from Trish Stratus is heard from the other side of the jet door. And unhelpfully for Heyman, staying trademark silent for the moment.

"Trish Stratus is a danger to the Tribal Chief... She's been a danger to the Bloodline dating back to the Attitude Era..." Paul Heyman says, taking a breath. "Our Tribal Chief is not thinking with a clear mind..."

Solo only briefly arches his upper lip as he suppresses a grunt as if he's thinking "No shit!" but doesn't say it. Hearing the sounds of lust from across the plane as he glances down at his currently untapped thumb before back to just staring ahead.

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Back in the main part of the private jet, the Mile High Club was in full effect as Trish was sitting back in the luxury chair Roman had been in when she first invited herself in. Her legs spread wide as the dominant Undisputed WWE Universal Champion slides his thick Samoan cock into her wet and tight Canadian pussy. Gripping her toned waist as he pushed in bareback before pulling back as he effortlessly went into a firm motion to fuck that Hall of Fame pussy with an approving moan.

"Mmmmmmm... Ohhhh fuck... Ohhhh!" Trish moans as she keeps her manipulative eyes locked with Roman Reigns, her hands onto his arms as he grips her slender waist and slams into her nicely wet and tight pussy.

"Mmmmm... Nice and fucking tight... Just I knew... Mmmm! The best of all time would be..." Roman moans as he stares down at her stunning MILF body as he thrusts into her tightness. Seeing her wicked stare as he smugly smiles back, as any man would getting to fuck the multi-time former Women's Champion as he works his thick rod deeper into her slot.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she moves to hook her gorgeously smooth, tanned legs around Roman's muscular waist as she starts to push back against his cock, feeling every inch slamming into her "Mmmmmmm... Ohhhh fuck... Mmmm! So good... So fucking good, Tribal Chief!"

Mmmmm... Nothing but the best... Ahhhhh... I don't just give this... Mmmm! Big fucking dick to any bland Superstar who wants to acknowledge me..." Roman claimed as his crotch started smacking off her tanned body. Making her big tits bounce as she worked that stunning, mature body against his muscular frame.

Trish licks her teeth as she moves back against the seat, feeling Roman's thrusts becoming firmer with each of his deeper thrusts, her rounded tits bouncing as he rams her.

His hands slide up her toned body, helping himself to a squeeze of her shaking breasts before going back to gripping the midsection. Firmly pumping in to moan out as he stuffed her wet love tunnel with his thick inches. Leaving her stretched so that when she returns home, she'd need to wait maybe a week or more before she was tight enough that her husband wouldn't know she's been railed by the powerhouse Tribal Chief of the WWE.

"Mmmmmmm... Ohhhh Roman... Mmmm... Ohhhh!!" Trish moans as her slender and gorgeous body takes inch after inch of his fat Samoan cock, his heavy balls smacking against her thighs as he rams all his mighty force into her

"Mmmmm... How does it feel, Trish? Mmmmm... Having your Tribal Chief... Ahhhhh... Thank you like this... Mmmm! With this big fucking cock..." Roman says with a deep, lustful tone as he firmly slams his dick deep into her wet and snug pussy. Keeping her bucking as her legs still grips his powerhouse body before he pulls her back down to take the next pump. The sort of hard pace that would have easily finished off many a Diva from Stratus' era let alone a good many female Superstars of today.

"Mmmmmmm... I acknowledge you, babe... Mmmm... How does it feel... Ahhhhh... To fuck the Greatest of All Time?" Trish moans as she lustfully pushes against Roman's muscular, powerful body as he easily moves her slender frame against him.

"Mmmmm... Damn better than I fucking thought it could be..." Roman admits with a moan as he only starts now to have a very light shine of sweat. Further impressing as he thrusts away into her slot, considering he'd been in the lengthy main event match less than a couple of hours ago. Now going balls deep in the iconic female Superstar's twat to make them both groan in delight as he fucks her on the luxury chair.

Trish bites down on her bottom lip as she moves her hands from his muscular arms and places her hands onto his rock-hard muscular stomach, feeling his abs with her fingers as she continues to rock and move beneath Reigns, feeling him hold deeply inside of her pussy for a moment before pulling out and then slamming back in.

"Mmmmm..." Roman pauses for a moment, letting her stroke over his rock-hard body while she grinds her wet snatch against his crotch. Allowing him to squeeze her tits again as he smirks handsomely. Going back to thrusting in and out to make her slide on the chair as the grip of her legs around him means he can pull back too many inches before ramming back in to make the slap ring out as he plunges in balls deep.

"Mmmmmmm... Ohhhh fuck... Mmmmm!! Fuck me, Tribal Chief...." Trish lustfully groans arching her back as Roman Reigns dominates her pussy with his fat Samoan cock.

"Mmmmm... Like the way The Head of the Table... Mmmm! Gives you his 'Thanks', Trish?" He groans, burying in and out of her as she leans back before he reaches down. Unwrapping her legs from around his chiselled-out-of-stone body so he can fully pull out. Gripping his nicely slick with juices cock as he smacks the fat crown of his dick against her moist lips a couple of times.

Trish slyly smirks and nods her head "Mmmmm... Fucking love it..." Trish lustfully groans as she looks up at the Tribal Chief before she sits up on the chair and moves to stand up. Trish stands facing Roman, locking her eyes with him, as she places her left hand around his shaft and delivers a few smooth strokes of her hand before she walks over to the leather couch adjacent to the chair and moves onto her hands and knees.

"Only the best for the Greatest of All Time, right?" Roman smiles as the two easily stroke one another's massive egos as they enjoy this Mile High Club fun. Reigns moved up behind Stratus as her position on all fours perfectly has her rounded backside in line with his crotch. Allowing him to step in and spread her thick cheeks apart as he pushes his cock this time into Trish's tight asshole. Groaning from the squeeze as he takes hold of her waist and starts to fuck the Legendary former Diva and now Raw Superstar from behind.

"Mmmmmmm... Fuck!" Trish groans and grits her teeth as she grips the leather seat cushions with her hands, her slender and gorgeously tanned, toned body tensing, as Roman eases his cock into her tight asshole, gradually working deeper into her ass.

"Mmmm! Guess this fine fucking ass of yours... Ahhhhh... Hasn't been tapped by any of the so-called... Mmmm! Superstars around Raw since you came back..." Roman says with a moan. Loving how vice-like her ass is around his fat cock. Watching her cheeks shake like she never left the Attitude Era as he pumped slowly and firmly in and out of her asshole. Showing this is far from the first time he's fucked some stunning ass before but never with this much motivation to play out a fantasy with a crush of his.

"Mmmmm... Like any of them... Ahhhhh! Could measure up..." Trish replies with a seductive laugh as she turns her head to look back at Roman Reigns, while she starts to rock on her knees to push against Roman's thick cock.

"Mmmmm... Damn right! Only the fucking Head of the damn Table... Mmmm! Can give a Hall of Famer like you... Mmmmm! The fucking good time she deserves!" Roman brags back, moving his hands back to grope her stunning ass before gripping her waist again. Seeing her booty rocking back into him as he pumps in to help fit more of those fat Samoan inches into her rounded Canadian ass.

"Mmmmmmm... Oh yes... Mmmmmmm!! You are so right, Tribal Chief..." Trish Stratus lustfully moans as she pushes back eagerly on Roman's massive cock, her stunning backside clapping against his muscular waist, taking him deep into her tight ass.

Reigns groans out, staring down to watch that juicy backside slapping off his darker-toned, muscular body as she impressively takes all of his fat dick deep between her cheeks. Her tits swaying underneath her with her hair doing the same while she stares back. Watching him firmly driving in as that loud slap of their desirable bodies connecting along with their moans can be heard in the cockpit of this private jet they're fucking in.

"Mmmmmmm... Ohhhhh... Ohhhhhh! Mmmmm... Fuck, Roman... Fuck me!" Trish moans, gritting her teeth as she keeps her eyes locked back with Reigns as she collides back against his cock, almost taking his balls deep into her ass.

"Mmmmm! You want it, Trish?" Roman growls a bit, thrilled by hearing his young crush begging for him to wreck her insides in a different way than how he dominates in the ring. Lifting a hand to give her rounded, tight ass a firm spank as she rocks back to meet him driving in. "Want the Tribal Chief... Mmmmm! Destroying the fine fucking ass of yours? Mmmm!"

"Mmmmm... Yeah... Mmmm!! Fucking wreck me, Tribal Chief!" Trish moans and hisses out as Reigns delivers another firm smack to her toned ass, sweat nicely coating the body of the Hall of Famer.

"Mmmmm... My fucking pleasure..." He says, keeping his fat cock buried in her ass as he moves up. Both feet on the couch and leaning over as his head is against the top of the jet's roof now. Mounting Trish as he works his hips down, plunging his cock deep into her backside while his balls slap off her skin as he pounds away.

"Mmmmmmm! Ohhhhhh fuck! Ohhhhh!" Trish moans out as her upper body leans down toward the couch, with her ass raised as Roman piledrivers his cock down into her hot Canadian ass.

The Undisputed WWE Universal Champion showing incredible stamina not just last to this point after competing earlier in the night but giving the stunning backside of the multi-time former Women's Champion the pounding she deserves. The clap is loud and sharp as he drills down and makes her buck against the lavish couch she's on. All as her pussy drips with the juices trickling down her thighs to leave a stain on the seating from this anal pounding.

"Mmmmmmm... Ohhhh fuck! Mmmmm! Give that dick to me, Tribal Chief!" Trish moans as her gorgeous body is coated in sweat, with her knees pressed down firmly into the couch, rocking swiftly in response to his thrusts.

"Mmmm! Fucking take it! Take that fucking dick!" Roman grunts, reaching down to take a handful of her dusty blonde hair to grip her. making her head tilt as the position gets even more rough and primal. Hammering down into her stunning ass as she takes the sort of anal destruction that many a seasoned porn star couldn't handle from this muscular stud.

"Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!" Trish lustfully moans as she closes her eyes as the intense pounding of her ass causes the Hall of Famer to release her juices onto the expensive leather couch.

"Mmmmm! Thank... You... Trish! Mmmm! Thank... You... Trish!!" Roman groans, delivering single, stiff pumps to go balls deep into her ass as he almost chants her new arrogant catchphrase. Making Trish ride out the intense orgasm (and one that she got without even touching her pussy) from having her stunning ass wrecked as he fucked her through the peak. Keeping a grip on her hair as he drills her for another measured round.

Trish opens her eyes and lifts her head from the cushion of the couch, turning her head to look back at Roman Reigns with a sly smirk, "Mmmm... I definitely acknowledge you, MY Tribal Chief..."

Roman eases out of her more than well fucked ass. Proven by how gaping wide her asshole has been left as he moves off the couch. His already desirable body is layered in sweat as he moves around to his head. "Then you can do a little Thank You, Roman..." He said with a cocky smirk. Presenting his fat cock to her panting face as he grips her long blonde hair again.

Trish licks her teeth as she positions herself on her knees in front of Roman, while she remains on the cock, her face having a nice coating of sweat. Trish places her right hand around his cock as she parts her sensual lips and takes the Tribal Chief into her mouth, tasting her sweet ass.

Despite holding her hair he doesn't thrust as he lets her experienced lips drag along his thick cock as she happily cleans off the taste of her back passage from his size. No doubt far from the first time she's engaged in ass-to-mouth from her groans around his prick. Making him moan as he stares down and uses the hold on her hair to make it another ego boost, having already made the Hall of Famer cum after fucking her ass.

"Mmmmmmm... Mmmmm..." Trish softly moans around Roman's cock as her dusty blond hair is dampened from sweat, moving her head at a smooth and steady pace, her lips moving back and forth on his shaft, coating him nicely with her saliva.

"Mmmmm... Acknowledge me, Trish... Mmmm! Suck that fucking cock..." Roman groans as he watches her stunning face smoothly work along his member. His cock doing the first telling throb between her pouty lips that as dominate in the ring and the sack as he is, even the Tribal Chief has his limits as he takes another Stratusfying blowjob from the legendary beauty.

"Mmmmmmm... Mmmmm!!" Trish's soft moans vibrate around his thick shaft as she rocks and bobs her head, turning her head lightly to grind her lips each time she lowers her head on him. Trish's right hand rests steadily on the base of Roman's shaft, just above his large balls, while her left hand lightly caresses his muscular waist.

Roman grunts, his cock pulsing as he enjoys her stunning but manipulative mouth along his rod to keep an arrogant grin on his face. Letting her slurp away as the drool runs down his rod as she easily sucked the taste of her ass from those fat inches. The tanned MILF looking to finish the job as she bobs along him and moans as she knows just how to handle a hung Samoan like this.

"Mmmmmmm... Mmmmmmm..." Trish moans as her head bobs at a gradually quicker pace as she feels his cock tensing against her sensual lips, her saliva heavily dripping down on him and impressively able to take his cock without gagging.

"Fuck! Fuck!!" Roman grunts, holding two handfuls of her hair as his prick throbs as she sucks him off. "Fucking thank... You... Trish!! Mmmm!" He groans out as he finally hits his limit. Flooding Trish's mouth with thick, hot spunk and keeping his dick between her lips as he unloads so she gets a full taste of him. The seed oozed past her lips a bit from the sheer amount of those heavy balls emptying into the woman he had a young crush on.

Trish holds her head down on Roman's cock and keeps him inside of her mouth as she feels and tastes the warm explosion of his cum spraying into her hot Canadian mouth. Trish closes her eyes as she smoothly bobs her head along his shaft, milking the cum out as she greedily swallows the Tribal Chief's impressive load.

"Mmmmm..." Roman moans as she slurps to ensure she's got every drop of his seed with only a bit glazing her lips from the overspill. His cock falls out of her mouth, semi-hard as he steps back to watch her gulp down his cum. "Thank you, Trish..." He handsomely smiles as he looks over her naked, sweat-coated body.

Trish looks up at Roman Reigns with her seductive, beautiful eyes and takes a moment to lick the few little drops of cum from her lips. Trish then turns and then sits down on the couch, before she pats her hand onto the spot on the couch next to her. "Have a seat...." Trish says.

"I think I can do that..." Roman stays smiling, sitting down next to the Hall of Famer and lounging back. "After all, I am still the host here..." He said, referring to his private jet that was still a good few hours away from landing back in the United States.

Trish leans in toward Roman after he sits down and puts an arm around the back of her. Trish places her left hand against his muscular, sweat-coated chest and seductively moves her fingers against his chest. "You know, Roman... You and I could actually be beneficial to each other... You have a problem with your cousins..." Trish says before she shifts her manipulating eyes to look at Roman "...And I have a Becky Lynch problem..."