Macho Man took no time to hesitate and called for backup, dialing the guy quite quickly with speedy fingers, almost as if he was salivating over the thought of getting somebody else in on this action. While stuck under Macho Man's ass, Mr Sexy could do nothing but squirm under the Latino guy's hot ass as Macho Man let out more disgusting ass blasts in a generous form of spurts and barrages, each one stinking more than the last. You could hardly take the stench, and his constant burrowing gas was almost muffling the sound of his phone call.
"Hola, Viper." Macho Man said, greeting the villain like they were companions for a long time. He'd had to repeat the statement over again at first due to how thick his accent was, and Viper didn't understand him at first. "I think our good amigo SeƱor Sexy needs us to teach him who's really in charge now." Macho Man was letting out a belly laugh, his girthy gut swaying back and forth as he chuckled, letting out an SBD in the process that Mr Sexy's face got the displeasure of meeting. The fart was stuck to his face like a spiderweb, and it stank heavily of regurgitated burritos and other various Mexican foods. Macho Man continued to gyrate his ass, showing Mr Sexy not to mess with as he continued to chortle, bouncing his ass atop poor Mr Sexy's face like maracas. All that's left was to wait patiently for the Viper to show up, and Mr Sexy hoped it was quick, even though he didn't know what entailed him, since he felt like Macho Man's hot ass was gonna burn a hole through his pants and straight through him as he let out more raunchy farts while not-so-subtly twerking his ass onto the poor guy.
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