His grip tightens and hasten his conquest on Warwick, intending to make him distended as he cored him out with that big black bullcock 𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗚 his insides out. Bulging his abs right on the navel with his flare every pulverizing thrusts.
"Grrh, good mutt."
Those hands squeezed HARD. -