Chris rides you

Chris darts out of his corner, making several quick shots that you barely manage to avoid. You take a step back and land a clean blow to his jaw. He’s so shaken that he can’t react in time to see you second and third punches coming. Chris staggers back to his corner, clearly in trouble. You follow in hot pursuit, hoping to make quick work of him from here. You line up what you hope is your finishing blow, but unfortunately so does Chris. He lands a vicious kick to your groin. Pain shoots through your body and you instinctively bend over to protect yourself. Chris ensnares your head and one of your arms in a headlock and restrains the other with his free hand. In your compromising position, your opponent slams knee after knee into your chest and stomach. After only a couple strikes you’re wheezing and gasping for air. He quickly throws you flat onto the mat and pulls your boxers off. Your tiny dick springs to attention. Chris stands over you and pulls his panties down to reveal his own 10-inch monster. If your lungs weren't currently fighting for air, you'd have gasped in shock. Chris sat over your pelvis and let his dick slap down over your stomach. His cock passed your belly button by several inches and made your hardly comparable 3-inch dick look like a needle. Chris carefully maneuvered your prick into his experienced hole and squeezed tightly. As soon as he clenches onto your dick, you know you aren’t going to last long. “This useless cock can’t even reach my g-spot” Chris scorns as he begins to gently ride you. Unlike Dana’s complete vice grip, Chris’s anus pulsates around your dick massaging the cum out of it. You don’t even last 30 seconds before your moaning and writhing on the ground. Chris stands up and watches your weak prick dribble cum all over itself. "Get a hold of yourself, we're not even close to finished." Chris brags. Your opponent then folds your legs up by your head, leaving your poor, wet prick dangling next to your face and your helpless asshole wide open. Chris's massive cock slowly prodded your asshole. Pleasure filled your body and your used cock quickly sprang back to life. Chris fills you past what you thought was possible. You buck your hips trying to get away, but you only succeeded in lodging his massive cock deeper inside you. When his pelvis slammed into your round ass, you though your loins would explode under the pressure and the pleasure. You only made it 3 thrusts before blowing a pathetic load all over your own face. The rush left you in a daze made you only faintly aware of the escalating **** to your ass. Before you even had the chance to recover from the first orgasm, you came again, and again, and again. The only thing to bring you out of your trance was the massive volume of warm fluid filling your anal cavity. Chris pat your head and pulled his cock out of your ass with a satisfying pop. "Oh No! You look to be an orgasm away from giving up" Chris taunted with fake concern. He took a moment to admire your pathetic form on the ground. Your flat heaved wilding as you gasped and panted. Your feminine face and flat chest were coated in both your and your opponent's cum. You were only vaguely aware of the growing pool of cum dripping out of your anus as Chris flipped your limp body over. Just when you thought the fight was over, you felt the ball of Chris's foot begin roughly massaging you sore anus and perineum. You were too weak to stop yourself from moaning out in ecstasy as your tormentor dominated you with his foot. "Is this it? Did you come all this way just to crumble like a little sissy under my feet?" He asks. Your tongue rolls out of your mouth, your eyes start to roll back into your head and your tiny sissy prostate feels fit to burst under the pressure of your opponent. You need to make a move.