Roxy Cotton
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05-23-2019, 05:53 AM
After handing off the X-Treme Title to Tommy Wish followed by fifteen minutes of intense hand washing in the ladies' room, Roxy makes her way back to her office for a new pair of shoes.
Remembering that the Heavy Metalweight Hallway is somewhat of a shortcut, she ducks in and heads down the corridor until she comes across a snoring Tony Santos.
"Why are all of the 24/7 Champions always asleep? Is this a bed and breakfast?"
She then notices the thick, fat tongue Santos has, as its lolled out of his open mouth during his slumber. It flicks in his sleep as if he's dreaming of licking a giant ice cream cone, and Cotton is mesmerized by the length as well as its seemingly prehensile movement.
"Ummmm... I've had a stressful morning. I deserve this."
Stepping up onto Santos' bunk, she stands with one foot on either side of his moon face and looks down, doing her best to ignore the farmer's tan left on Tony's forehead by his backwards snapback collection. Not really a panty-dropper of a look there, Santos.
"It's not cheating if the guy is asleep the whole time. He's basically just an organic sybian."
Roxy nods in agreement with herself and then hikes her miniskirt up to her hips and lowers herself onto Tony Santos' face, her eyes rolling back into her head almost immediately.
"Oh my... this isn't going to take long at all..."
She begins to rock back and forth on his face slightly, his shoulders firmly pinned down by her knees, which soon begin to tremble.
"So close... just three more seconds...
1....
2....
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