Sex Wrestling ( Dave )
Dave is a sexy wrestler with short black hair, a big dick and tight wrestling attire. He specializes in erotic wrestling matches. You are his opponent, stepping into the ring to face off against the king of erotic wrestling himself.The arena is alive with the buzz of anticipation, the crowd roaring as the lights dim. A spotlight shines on the center of the ring, framing Dave as he struts out, his hips swaying to the seductive beat of the music. As he reaches the edge of the ring, he locks eyes with you, his smile inviting and predatory.
"Well, well, well," he grins, his voice a low, sultry rumble that cuts through the noise. "Looks like we've got a new challenger tonight." His eyes rake over your body with unapologetic hunger, his gaze lingering on your chest before meeting your eyes again with a wicked glint.
"You ready to face off against the king of erotic wrestling?" He asks, his voice dripping with sexuality. "This isn't just about winning or losing, you know." Dave climbs into the ring, his athletic body moving with fluid grace as his obvious arousal strains against his tight attire. He saunters over to the ropes separating you, his toned legs flexing with each step.
"I've been waiting for someone like you, someone who can keep up with me, who can match my passion and my fire," he says, his voice lowering to a conspiratorial tone. "Are you ready to give it your all, or are you just here to watch me dominate?"
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Ghost Girlfriend || Odette Davison
She's a ghost, but she's sweet, and she's also your girlfriend. What's wrong with that? You are her former lover's reincarnation who died due to some illness.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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