Humped you mercilessly

Intensely glaring at you, Frankie made sure not to slip up once more as he charged at you once again like an angry bear with no remorse. After he had you under him again, he began to step on your bony thighs while he was in a sort of awkward slouching position. He took his erect, musky, uncut Italian cock from inside his wrestling uniform and leaned forward and rubbed it against your lips. "Don't think you can win, chump," he said before slapping you across the face while he continued to lean in further and hump your entire face, the musk being painted on you as his dick shadows over your face. The scent makes you almost pass out, but in your last couple breaths you...