Ass he approaches you fall to a crocodile posture, intent on slithering under him like the swamp dweller you were and striking from behind. Unfortunately, it seems trying to get under a wrestler with a sizable crotch like Buck proved to be a certain mistake. The second he saw you duck down, he ran over you and slammed down his ass with such speed that not even your reptilian reflexes could aid you in dodging it. You had the wind knocked clean out of your lungs and now the bastard had you right where he wanted you.
He turned you around so he was sitting right on your fat gut, with his huge, musky package placed perfectly on your face. His raunchy dickstink quickly drowned you, forcing you to try and struggle against him. You were used to noxious odors, sure, but the smell of his manhood was something far different and far more pungent. You were gonna choke right out if you didn't do something.
Buck was busy flexing to pay attention to you, showing off what he thought was a certain victory. Maybe this is your chance to launch a sneak attack...
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