International Pro Wrestling

Thomas_-_Hasmot: After my defeat, I see Nikkiman continue to fight and win, I rage a little but I am happy for him because our fight has brought us closer out of the ring, but he does not know me totally. I noticed that he started doing nhb and so I invite him to join me at the foot of a building at a private fight, just the two of us, I want him to know everything about me. I am waiting for him at the foot of the building.

Nikkiman: My victory against Thomas, my 90th was important for me because it not only allowed me to get closer to what remains a dream for me, the 100th victory, but it also allowed me to discover a new friend. He asked me for a new match and I let him choose the stipulation. I was a little anxious when I discovered it: an NHB. It's not my specialty and I've only had experience of this kind of fighting. But I want too much to improve and I know that Thomas is an exceptional opponent. I join him at the foot of a building a little puzzled by this kind of places. "Hi Thomas! We're not in a wrestling room?"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: see you arrive and shake your hand, "no we are in a special place for me, bring you", I take you to the basement and make you enter the dressing room so that we change, I put my outfit without genes in front of you "so you are interested in the nhb?"

Nikkiman: While you undress, I take the opportunity to admire your body. You know very well that I am not insensitive to it, you could see it during our last game. "I played a match once... I'm not very expert and I think you're going to destroy me without too much difficulty this time. But don't worry, I'll do everything to show you that I'm going to resist" Saying that, I also don't care totally naked to put on my outfit.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I take the opportunity to subdue your body and pinch my lower lip, but not the goal 1st today, I have to take my revenge and show him what I know how to do, once in outfit I take us to another room, dark for the moment with just the cage that is lit in the center of the room, "A cage match is a first for you, isn't it?"

Nikkiman: I look at you a little surprised. "I've never done one. You have everything planned for me to be in trouble Thomas! You can remind me of the stipulations so that I am sure not to make a mistake." My face is starting to look a little anxious and I realize that I will have to face a real challenge: to fight Thomas, in a space that I have never practiced, and with rules that I do not know". I am beginning to wonder if I was right to accept. I breathe a deep breath and chase these negative ideas out of my mind. I look at you with a big smile while waiting for your answer.
Thomas_-_Hasmot: taps you on the shoulder, "nhb: no hold barrel, all shots are allowed, a match in a cage, you win by ko or submission and no one who can intervene. do you still want to do it? "

Nikkiman: "Do I really have a choice Thomas! I promised you revenge and I am a man of my word." Is it like in wrestling, the first one who comes out of the cage won or not?" My apprehension begins to turn into a desire to fight when I look at your size and powerful muscles!

Thomas_-_Hasmot: "no here if you go out you lose because consider as fleeing the fight" pushes you into the cage and joins you, the lights come on and you see the public looking at us and waiting for our fights, the cage closes behind us. I open my arms by showing you the scene "welcome to underground wrestling nikki!!"

Nikkiman: "Fucking Thomas you told me it was a private match! You increase the difficulties with every shot!" I put myself in my corner, a little disoriented. I have to concentrate quickly otherwise I may have insurmountable difficulties very quickly. I don't know much about NHB but I know I can count on my abilities in Wrestling to fight a quality fight. I position myself on my side and I ask you "I guess there is no bell ringing to mark the beginning of the fight?"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: "No bell" I approach you to shake your hand with a smile

Nikkiman: "An NHB match, no bell, no forbidden shots" "An NHB match, no bell, no forbidden shots". I repeat this phrase to myself as a kind of mantra to immerse myself in the spirit of this fight. I see you in the center of the ring reaching out to me. I approach you and hold out mine. But instead of squeezing it, I kick you in the knee and then a series of European upercuts to start weakening you.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I was preparing to do the same thing to you, but I see that you are in the right spirit, take your uppercut shots backwards, stop your arm with mine, give you a headbutt followed by a powerful knee blow in the abs to make you back, "I see that you have grasped the idea"

Nikkiman: Your blows make me back off and I feel your power when your knee connects to my abs. I bend in half and step back so that your blows do not weaken me too much. I stick to the cage to catch my breath a little. "Glad you're happy with my work Thomas! But this is only the beginning of the match!"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I don't give you time to breathe and charge you against the cage, crush your body on it and then put my forearm on your throat, continue to give you a powerful knee blow in the abs

Nikkiman: I lift my knee and blow your balls violently so you can let me breathe. I'm not extremely proud of my shot but I remember "An NHB match, no bell, no forbidden shots". I repeat the blow several times and I feel the violence of this kind of fight gradually win me over.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: aaaarrrgg retreats holding my balls, "so you who put the first dirty shot huh?!" I smile and laugh before coming back to the charge to chopper you by the waist, lift you up and crush your balls on my knees

Nikkiman: I bend in half under the pain of this blow. I thought our bodies were going to be abused in this game but I didn't think about that point. The blow was violent but I know I damaged your balls too. I bend my arms and start to blow your face with elbows while trying to hurt you as much as possible.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: take your elbow in the head violent, my previous attack has done damage I feel you begin to weaken. I take a step back and come back with a powerful clothesline to put you on the ground, climb on you and assault you with violent punches in the head

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Nikkiman: I have to protect myself with my arms from these blows. I know the violence you are capable of and I am clearly in a bad position. I use my right arm for this and with my left arm, I explode your ribs to try to bend in half and be able to roll away from you.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: lift me up after your punches, get my breath a little, while you roll on the side. you get up and kick yourself in your face to send you to the ground

Nikkiman: I manage to dodge it by bending down. I'm close enough to you to blow your balls again. I grab them with my hand and squeeze them as tightly as possible to hear you scream and try to put you on the ground.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: AAAAAAAAARRRRGGGG, your powerful hand squeezes my balls, the pain makes my anger rise and I grind my teeth. you are close to me, too close, throw violent punches in the jaw to make you let go, and grab your head to send you violently on the cage

Nikkiman: I have a blast on the cage face first. The blow is violent and I realize that I am in a very bad position. I turn around to be as little as possible without seeing you. I feel that my body is being abused and I feel that my face is going to be very damaged when I come out of this fight. I come to my senses after this series of devastating blows.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I take advantage of this course moment of respite, to recover, put my package back in place because you have worked well my balls, my powerful body shining with sweat, maturing you clinging to the grid of the cage, no hesitation, it is a fight, a fight, there will be only one winner and it will be me, I am ready to do anything to win

Nikkiman: I look at you and instantaneously despite the pain my dick becomes stiff in my boxer. I don't just want to beat you, I want to show you all the pleasure I can give you. I drop the grid and return to the fighting position. I want to show you that even if it's not my specialty, you're going to have a hard time fighting me.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: black look, put me back in the fighting position and move towards you, kicking from your odds

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Nikkiman: You are in destructive mode today and I feel it but I don't want to let it happen even though I know my body will suffer. I back off and take the opportunity to do a little more than necessary. You are quite far from me and in front of a determined air. I approach you to try to send you to the mat with a violent superkick.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I see you coming with your superkick, focus on the fight I take a step aside to find myself behind you, jump and grab your neck from the back to make you fall back, stick my knees on your back, to crash it to the ground and destroy it

Nikkiman: I scream in pain when I crash to the ground. My face is damaged, my back is destroyed. I'm starting to doubt my ability to fight in this kind of fight. I find myself in a very bad position and for the first time in the fight, I do not see how to counterattack. I crawl towards the cage to try to get up but I am afraid of one of your new attacks.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: get me up and see you crawling, a little guilt but it's a fight, grab you by the ankles, bring you back to the center and turn you back to me, get up and spread your legs and crush my foot on your balls violently

Nikkiman: I scream in pain as I bend in half. I feel that I am totally in your grip and the suffering of my body is awful. But I don't want to give up, not against you. I need to prove to you that you can't beat me. I'm in so much pain that tears are coming from my eyes. "No Nikki, don't give up. An NHB match, no rule." I resume my mantra and my breath. I'm still on the ground and I manage to grab one of your feet. I lift it and twist it as violently as possible trying to make you more than an ankle lock I think I am almost ready to prick it to you.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: aarrrggg I fall to the ground on your catch, the audience exults from the violence of the match, you twist my foot, I bend my other free leg and hit your head hard with my free foot to make you let go. I climb on you to take your head hit on the ground

Nikkiman: You are abusing me again and I feel my head completely destroyed. My face is bloody with your blows. I try to hit you in the odds so that you let me go but I know that I am starting to be in a dirty state and that I will have a hard time regaining control of this fight.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I feel your elbow sink into my ribs, "aaaarrrgggg" I scream and get up away from you to hold my side, I get my breath, matting you on the ground, my face bloodied, I feel a little guilty for going this far, but the underground is part of me too, if I.... "Stop thinking!" slaps me to regain my spirits, the fight is not over, you have not given up, I have suffered damage but apparently less than you, I don't think I can make you give up, you'll have to put you ko man.

Nikkiman: I straighten up with difficulty. I feel alone in this fight and I can see that my position is more and more difficult. This fight is not just another fight between us and I feel that it is something else that is being played out without me being able to fully understand what is happening. I have to be meaner, more aggressive. Here Nikki the good guy must not exist. Anger begins to win me over and I quickly approach you and grab your head to push you with all my strength into the cage trying to weaken you a little.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: you see you jumping on me and grabbing my head to project me on the cage, surprised, my head crashes on it, I turn around to protect myself from your next assault,

Nikkiman: I see you in front of me. I feel that my blows are starting to bear fruit and I hope to tire you gradually. But I also report on your resistance when I see you still standing. I am in front of you but far enough away not to be subjected to your response. I look at you smiling "So like that we were going to destroy Nikki!" I quickly approach you and grab you on the waist to try to put you on my shoulders and carry you to become throwing you against the cage.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: high guard, you run towards me to belt me, you try to lift me but I join my fists to give you powerful blows in the back, you roar bestially and manage to lift me from the ground, surprised I lose my balance and crush my back on the cage, I fall to the ground heavily, raise me painfully

Nikkiman: Your blows on my back were violent and I feel that I will not come out of this match unscathed. I don't know how it's going to end but I have to keep my hand on this fight and keep setting my rules and not suffer yours that I don't master. I see you getting up, I take my momentum quickly despite my tired body and I jump a little before you. By bending your leg, I want to smash your head to the ground in a powerful stomb curb

Thomas_-_Hasmot: on my knees, getting up, I hear you running but can't react, my head rushes directly to the ground and crashes violently, I jump and roll holding my head, "aaaarrrrrggggg putiiiiiiiinnn", I feel that you have regained the hair of the beast and regain strength.

Nikkiman: I hear the audience cheering me on and urging me to fight harder and harder. You're on the ground and I grab your sore head. I slide it between my legs and grab your pelvis to put you vertically glued to my sweaty body. I take a little momentum and try to smash your neck in a piledriver on the floor of the cage.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I still barely return on my knees you place my head between your thighs, I smell your smell of male, you manage to lift me again despite the difference in weight, you crush my head on the ground in a heavy piledriver, I fall to the ground, I crawl, grumble, arrive towards the cage and hear the adored audience and encourage me also. I feel a drop of blood, flowing down my face.

Nikkiman: I know I have to be wary of you and I know your excellence in fighting. I don't want us to go back to a ground fight whose rules you totally master. I look at you both with determination and envy because your body and your way of fighting please me more and more. But I decided not to rush and keep my hand on this fight.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: having been able to catch my breath a little and put my ideas back in place, I project myself from the cage to arrive running directly at you, I jump and send you a powerful flying punch in the head, to send you directly to the ground, and wipe the blood of my face.

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Nikkiman: I know that the blow is very dangerous and I feel that I will not be able to do much. To try to reduce its range, I try to blow your balls while you hit me. I don't know what this shot will give but if it works I have a chance to keep fighting a little.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: my fist connects to your face, having already suffered some assaults on my parts, my other hand goes down to mitigate your counter, I feel your strike but less powerful than the violent punch I have just put on you, you cash in and fall to the ground, I recoil the pain of your counter, even weak, makes me back up, I look at you on the ground, your body shining with sweat, my package begins to grow and not because of your shots, but because of the desires for an end of the game. I shake my head and walk towards you for my next attack

Nikkiman: I feel like I'm in a bad position. I have to keep fighting even if the bump in my boxer is huge. I try to sit down and I don't want to give up the fight. I see your package not far from me. It's not glorious but I take my mantra "NHB, no ring, no rules" and with my elbow I send a blow that I wish violent new in your balls to show you that I am not going to be easy to defeat.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: grab your elbow before impact, lift it up and respond with a powerful knee blow in the ribs, "you become predictable guy!" not letting your arm, I go behind you and wrap my other arm on your throat, hugging you powerfully. I am on the ground, with you an arm wrench in your back and my powerful biceps wrapped over your throat.

Nikkiman: I find myself once again in a bad posture with my arm caught in a key and losing my breath. I only have one arm left and I try to put my fingers in your eyes so that you can let go of me.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: no way to protect my eyes because the hands are already taken, AAARRRRGGG !!! I scream and let you go, stepping back holding my head, shaking it to regain my vision and my spirits. "oh yeah we're there!" I look in your direction, give you a black look, furious, you feel that you are seriously angry and that I will make you feel it.

Nikkiman: I have to go fast while you can't see. I am very weakened but I hear a part of the public who encourages me. I have to try a take while you don't see me too well yet. I approach you and grab you by the head and join my arms behind your back, wedging your arms. I'm trying to lift you up to crush you again in an ECD

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Thomas_-_Hasmot: the anger rises, strengthens me but also blinds me, the vision not quite clear, I see you take my head put it back again between your thighs, this smell that enters my nostrils and I feel your package grows on my neck. is he? hardly after having this thought, you lift me up again to plunge my head into the ground, I bounce heavily, grumble, roll to the side to breathe, hold my head in my hands. I am lying on my back, my package is also growing and begins to desine through my outfit.

Nikkiman: I see your tail and I think it's as taut as mine. It makes me want to go a little faster and gives me strength. You're on your back and I grab your legs to start trying to twist them in Figure 4 hoping you submit.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: AAAAAARrrgggg, a beastly roar sounded in the arena, you still want to make me give up with this take, I grit my teeth and contract my abs, straighten me up and hit your face purplely "Let go!! ME!!! "

Nikkiman: My face is already too damaged for me to resist for a long time. I am forced to let go of Figure 4 when I thought I could regain control with this grip. I get up. I feel the fatigue of your blows in my body and I see the valour of yours. I move away from you a little to let you straighten up before I start a new attack. I shout to the public. It's an NHB a match without forbidden blows!

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I find it difficult to get up because your taking does serious damage to my legs, I see you playing with the audience and start asking me that you really like this atmosphere. I come back on my 2 legs and contract my muscles for the audience and scream; "it is not good the new that I bring you back ?!!!" the audience exults by seeing us all 2 clearly tired by this confrontation but we still have the strength to continue to offer a beautiful show. Look at you the calm has returned, refocused, the next muscle clash will be the last for the 2 of us I think.
Nikkiman: I see you contracting your muscles and haranguing the audience. I dare not do the same thing because I know that I am covered in blood and the contrast between the two seems ridiculous to me. I put my feet on the ground and see you ready for a muscle clash. I know your legs are tired and when we approach each other I try to grab you by the waist so that you explode on the cage with a flapjack

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I walk towards you, and you bend down to belt me, I feel that you need more strength to lift me again, I directly raise my knee in your pecs to counter you and grab your head to kiss you by force and destabilize you in the middle of fights, between my tongue and kiss you passionately. I do not forget the fight but leave free rein to a growing impulse, as well as my package

Nikkiman: Since the time I've been waiting for this! Since this match started I was just waiting for this moment. Your body is close to mine and I let myself go to the pleasure of your tongue. Not only are you an excellent fighter but like all French people you embrace with passion, ardor and tenderness. I take advantage of this moment to let go to get closer to you and explode your balls with my knee. I don't forget the fight either.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: OUUUUUUUUUUURRRGGGGHHHHHHH, the air escapes from my lungs in your mouth, I fall on my knees, in front of you, my hands caressing your body, bust, pecs, abs, thighs, I grind my teeth, I pay dearly the price of my desire, but it was worth it, it mouth is so good, I want more, even more of this man. desire and smell your package rubs my nostrils, I draw from my reserves, to place an uppercut in your balls, but you have already retreated anticipating my answer, I collapse to the ground holding my balls.

Nikkiman: I blame myself a lot but I had to have this victory. You are on the ground and I know that I must now act quickly if I want to win this victory. I grab you while you're on the ground and lift you up to put you on my shoulders. I move as quickly as possible towards the cage and throw you head first into the cage to try to finish definitively.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I moan on the ground when you lift me up to put me on your shoulders, you still manage to lift me from the ground despite the difference in weight, I am on your shoulders, I try to struggle as best I can but my head hits the cage and I fall heavily to the ground. my wound opens and blood flows down my face

15:56 Nikkiman: I see you on the ground and I see the blood flowing from your face. All shots are allowed but I don't want to hurt you too much. Just win this game against you by showing you that even outside of my comfort zone I can submit to you. I put my legs on either side of your body. I sit on your back, grab your arms that I hold against my thighs and grab your head and pull as hard as I can to break your back in a camel clutch

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I scream in pain, I feel your weight, your strength and your power bent me in half, no question of giving up, not yet, not on my territory. I try to struggle, to cling to the cage, but no rope, it's an nhb, I grind my teeth and keep screaming in front of the crowd. I know very well in that she situation I am because this catch, this damn catch is part of my finishers.je resists as best as possible hoping that you let me go quickly.

Nikkiman: I see that you resist and I love your contracted body which shows your power. It is your power that excites me so much and makes me want to give the best of myself in this fight. You are on the ground but I am forced to let go of the grip so as not to get too tired. I have to be quick. I let go of one of your legs and focus on the one on the left. I jam her with both my arms and start a violent anklelock. I'm so exhausted that I can't control my strength anymore.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I breathe heavily when you finally let go of the grip, can respite because I without your arms still on my break, I turn my head and feel pain when you put your violent anklelock on me, I scream even louder, planting my fists in the ring, I throw my free leg and send it to you in full trunk to make you let go.

Nikkiman: I take your foot in the face. The blow is violent and it is especially the morale that is lowered. I saw myself in a position of domination and I have to start all over again. I hurry up as much as I can not to be at your mercy and try to regain an attacking position. I've never felt the fatigue of a fight like today and I'm starting to respect all NHB fighters. I doubt the outcome of this match but I do not doubt the excellence of my opponent. I know above all that the desire to be with him intimately again is greater and greater.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: AAAAAAARRRRGGG, I moan while holding my leg, your work on it hurts me more and more, the public excites and continues to encourage us, I use the grid of the cage to get up, looking at you, seeing your package grow, no, we are still fighting, but the memory of our previous meeting comes back to me and how we became intimate, I shake my head to refocus on the fight but you are already moving "and...shit"

Nikkiman: I need to regain my concentration and avoid thinking about your ass which was so good. I walk towards you and I know that your legs are weakened. I throw myself downstairs when I get towards you to try to continue working your leg with a knee chop block

Thomas_-_Hasmot: you hit my leg heavily which brings me back to the ground, I gesticulate while holding my knees and scream wildly "PUTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIii !!!!!!!!" the scream resonates in the cage, you are in postion of strength and dominance, I feel the victory escape me

Nikkiman: You are back on the ground with your leg that seems to be more and more painful. I want to go fast because I feel exhaustion win me over. I grab your damaged leg and start turning it to make you a single let boston crab to try to get you submitted.

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Thomas_-_Hasmot: "NNOOOOOOOOOONNNN !!!! STOP!!! STOP!!! STOP !!!!" I scream in pain and hit the ground, as if you were going to tear my leg off, you force me to give up again, and on my territory, I scream with pain and frustration

Nikkiman: I let go without realizing what has just been achieved. I can't hear anything anymore and my head starts to turn. I put a knee on the ground and then both hands to try to calm down. The fight was so exhausting and you were such an exceptional fighter. Despite this victory, the fight was so trying that it seems less the vanquished, the face full of blood, bruises everywhere, a body covered in sweat. I am too exhausted to enjoy this victory and I know that I do not owe it to much and probably not to my physical superiority. I just feel like looking at you and saying "Respect Thomas!" I put a second knee on the ground so I am at the end of my strength.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I get up painfully, staggering, and reach out to you to help you get up, we receive a towel each to wipe the blood on our face. I put you back on your feet and raise your arm as the winner "HERE IS A NEW FIGHTER FOR THE UNDERGROUND !!!" the audience exults and shouts your name "AND IF HE WANTS MY PARTNER FOR DOUBLE FIGHTS !!!" the audience shouts again and without waiting for your answer I kiss your mouth lagoureusely before looking at you and waiting for your answer.

Nikkiman: Your tongue in mine gives me strength again and I start to caress your powerful body that I want to take care of. When we finished kissing I speak "I WON'T BE ANYTHING WITHOUT THOMAS AND THIS EXCELLENT FIGHTER IS A REAL GREAT CHAMPION. LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I HAVE A REQUEST TO MAKE TO THOMAS, A DOUBLE REQUEST IN FACT! DO YOU AGREE?"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: a little surprised, look at you, hesitating while waiting for your answer but also your question.

Nikkiman: "I TOTALLY AGREE TO BE YOUR FIGHTING PARTNER, THOMAS! IT WILL EVEN BE AN HONOR. BUT YOU, DO YOU AGREE TO BE MY PARTNER, MY BOYFRIEND?"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I do not know if it is my blood or the fact that I blush profusely at your request, you have as only answer a new languorous kiss as approval, at the end of our kiss I scream "YES !!!"

Nikkiman: A radiant smile invades my face and I say to you: "TONIGHT, THOMAS! I AM NOT THE WINNER, I HAVE JUST WON AN EXCEPTIONAL AGE AND TO THANK YOU FOR ALL THAT YOU BRING ME, I AM YOURS NOW. YOU DESERVE THAT I AM TOTALLY YOURS"

Thomas_ _Hasmot: it doesn't take more to satisfy me, already that our packages had grown well, I hug you, my tongue sinks into your mouth, and brings you back to the ground delicately by kissing and climbing on you, looking into your eyes "do you want this now, right now, in front of the audience?"

Nikkiman: "Yes Thomas I am yours as you are mine" My eyes are full of desires and my desire to be yours is reflected in my whole being. "You deserved my body, You deserved that I be yours"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I only have energy left but this statement gives me some back, I take off your shorts and remove mine as well, putting us naked in front of the crowd. however in our cage there is only the two of us as if the crowd had suddenly disappeared. this moment is ours, my hard dick rubs against yours

Nikkiman: Despite the exhaustion that runs through me, I can't resist the pleasure of seeing your tail and feeling it against mine. My moans are immediate.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: your moans make me melt, I continue to caress your sweaty body and kiss you passionately, place my legs against yours, spreading them apart, preparing me to give you a lot of pleasure

Nikkiman: I stroke myself while you spread my legs and I try to beg a little to show you that my abs are not totally destroyed by your blows.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: caress your abs, my goes down and starts rubbing your stingray, your whole body screams your envy at me and mine also responds.

Nikkiman: "Come Thomas" I'm very clearly so excited that I can't control myself anymore. Your caresses are driving me crazy and my moans are increasing. Your dick on my stingray contracts all my muscles and I know I'm going to discover another form of your power.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: kiss your lips again and push my dick into your ass, I feel your resistance but a good stroke of the kidney allows me to open you and let me enter you, gently but with force, you enjoy every inch of my dick

Nikkiman: When I feel your dick in me, I feel like all the pain you inflicted on me is forgotten. I only feel pleasure and I enjoy every inch. My abs are contracting and my breathing is speeding up but I just want to feel how much I belong to you.

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Thomas_-_Hasmot: huuuuummm spreads your legs well and grabs one of your nipples, rubs it, wets it and pinches it, pushes my dick deepest, entirely in it caresses your prostate gently

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Nikkiman: OMG I am only pleasure and the good you do me is enormous. I scream like never before and my mouth wide open shows that I am ready to become your man.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: start to fuck you brutally, go back and forth in your ass, which surrounds my dick so well, I moan with pleasure in your ass and continue to hit your prostate with my glans, you make me happy like never I felt this, lean over you to kiss you once again

Nikkiman: I'm like crazy. I squeeze my anus on your dick to try to milk you and give you as much pleasure as possible. When you kiss me, I totally surrender to you and relax the pressure but when you stop kissing me, I tighten again trying to cause you excitement in you.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: huuuuuumm your resistance makes me want even more to stuff you, I grab your hips and smile at you, start to suck you brutally, beastly.

17:36 Nikkiman: It drives me totally crazy. I feel like I'm getting addicted to your tail. My body is getting totally rough and I can't resist your dick strokes anymore. I am forced to let myself go totally allowing you to demolish my prostate while I am only moaning.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: your body is so good I am that rale of pleasure and beast, I take you once again the nipples to twist it and make you enjoy pleasure

Nikkiman: AAAAAAA I moan more and more and I take yours to caress you and enjoy your beautiful pecs. "Thomas I want you so much, you do me so much good!"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: huuuuuummm, I swing my head back, I'm going to enjoy Nikki!! I will enjoy in you!!!

Nikkiman: "Come Thomas, fill me, give me an orgasm like never before"

Thomas_-_Hasmot: I grab your dick and shake it freneitically, "let's jutons together nikki!! let's go "

Nikkiman: I'm going to be like crazy and I know I'm not going to be able to resist for long. I look at you with envy. "Tell me when you're ready Thomas that I can let go. I'm not going to last long."

Thomas_-_Hasmot: "I VIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEENNNNNSSSS !!!!!!!" the pleasure is so immense that I instantly jute to your words, flooding your ass with my hot and abundant juice

Nikkiman: When I feel that you fill me, my body convulses and I drop huge jets of all over my body screaming like a madman.

Thomas_-_Hasmot: continuously throw my juice in your ass and collapse on you, panting heavily, I am running out of energy, exhausted, kissing your pecs,

Nikkiman: I raise your head so that you put your tongue against mine. I look at you panting, haggard and destroyed by your power. "I am your man Thomas... Today and forever I hope so."

Thomas_-_Hasmot: "and I am yours Nikki", we get up and we come out of the cage under the triumph of the public

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Published: 2022-10-15, viewed 82 times.