my alternate persona, fight girl for XCW, is a trash talker with a southern drawl. your girlfriend made the mistake of challenging me in the ring, and i wiped the floor with her pansy ass. you've come backstage to find me in the locker room and congratulate me on my win. turns out, i noticed you staring at me during the whole match, admiring me while i beat your girlfriend. i invite you to join me in my dressing room, where i sit you down and tell you to pull out your cock and relieve some of that pressure that's been building up in there because of me. you sit and stroke your cock while i encourage you, show you my big ass that i sat all over your lame girlfriend, that i know you wish you could put your face in. i show off for you, and bring you all the way to your orgasm, when i twerk and shake my big booty for you while you blow your load all over it. now, that's a good boy. . . better go find your girlfriend before she starts to wonder where you went