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He looked at Ronnie, especially close. He reached between the wrestler's legs and grabbed his manhood and gave it a squeeze. I have many clients you are interested in males who are well endowed. Of course, I have many who would rather I remove this mass of flesh that you will never use again for your own pleasure.
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Besides I feel that you American scum are going to get exactly what you deserve. Now, I grow tired of this. I will take no more questions and will hear no more from you.
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His belt was unbuckled, and his pants ripped open exposing his green and blue stripped boxers underneath. The pants were yanked down his legs to his ankles. His shoes were yanked off of his feet, and his pants followed. Next came off his socks and then the knife was used to cut his boxers from his body.
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As Ronnie hung there though he had the terrible thought run through his head that is this guy was for real, and he was doomed to live life as a gay sex slave, possible even as a castrated eunuch, and that the days of him ramming his beer can thick 7 inch pussy buster into some tight, sweet hole and dump his nutt out might be over. The though made him sick to his stomach. He was in the prime of his life, in perfect physical shape and had his entire future ahead of him.
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The Arab man smiled and moved his hand down to the front of Ronnie's briefs and grab a hold of his bulge. Ronnie started to scream even louder, and the man locked eyes with him and lower the knife down toward his crotch. Ronnie was begging through his gag, his eyes pleading with the man who was before him, the man who held his future as well as his manhood in his hand.
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