Every brave was allowed six punches to the gut. They were judged on how many times they could get him to grunt. A groan got double points. But Ramzah was the master. At the first punch he got a long groan. The second one was an agonised howl. The third one got a softer sound which told him all he needed to know - he looked at the guy's cockhead and saw it was wet. The fourth hit was a powerful ramcharge for victory, and Gundar was dribbling. The fifth hit was a square low sock that connected to the guy's gonads like electric - he spurted his manmilk all over Ramzah's muscled torso, and doubled over in shame, still spunking white muck over the brown man's legs and splayed feet
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