Chapter 15
by 
QueenB723
Proceed?
Let's go!
You feel a bit nervous. The energy in the crowd is electric as you stand in the ring in nothing but a pair of red compression shorts across from Sandman himself, who grins at you, wearing a pair of gray sweat pants that do nothing to hide the long, thick cock he's working with. The bell rings, but Sandman doesn't move. He's clearly content to let you make the first move.
What do you do?
- No further chapters
- Add a new chapter
