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XP Nationality: Chinese Hair: Black Eyes: Brown Skin Tone: Porcelain-White Height: 5’11” Weight: 185 lbs Cock: 3 inches flaccid, 6 inches erect

The Indian Nationality: Indian Hair: Black Eyes: Brown Skin Tone: Caramel-Brown Height: 6’0” Weight: 190 lbs Cock: 4 inches flaccid, 8 inches erect

XP sized up his Indian rival as both stood in nothing but g-strings in the humid living room of XP’s home on a hot summer’s afternoon. Slowly coming together, the two men locked up in a test of strength, with their hands on each other’s shoulders, arms extended, and grunting with exertion as they padded with their bare feet on the thick, large Oriental rug.

Slowly forcing his Chinese rival back, the Indian man eventually pinned XP up against the wall, before POUNDING XP’s cock and balls with a frontal hip slam of his own larger cock and balls.

“Oughh!” Groaned the Chinese man in surprise as his manhood was hammered by the Indian’s.

“What’s wrong, Chinese bitch? Too rough for you?” The Indian taunted, pinning XP’s arms to the wall he ground his thinly-covered manhood side to side, then up and down along his Chinese rival’s. Moaning out loud as the Indian continued to Dominate, XP suddenly stomped his heel down on the other man’s toes, eliciting a sharp gasp from between the Indian’s lips before rolling both men along the wall so that he was now pinning his adversary to it.

But the Indian man maintained the momentum and both began rolling along the wall, trading places as their nearly naked bodies ground and rubbed together. Bumping into the couch, both men fell over the the armrest and onto the thick, plush cushions, bear hugging each other and muttering harshly in the other’s ear.

“Ugh, gonna punish you, Indian bastard!” XP grunted as he squeezed his arms tight around the Indian’s back while both lay on their sides with their flexed chests, stiff nipples, ridged abs, bulges, and bare thighs all rubbed and stroked along each other.

“I’m gonna whoop your ass in your own home, then fuck you silly!” Shot back the Indian, before flexing his bearhug even tighter around XP, making the Chinese man wince and moan with his eyes shut.

As they continued to squeeze each other, the Indian suddenly pushed forward, using his position with his back against the backrests of the couch as leverage to send both men toppling off the couch and to the thick rug below.

Landing atop his rival as both men fell nearly 2 feet to the floor, the Indian grinned as gravity, the solid floor underneath them, and his body weight all contributed to HAMMERING the Chinese man under him. The Indian’s chest, abs, thighs and bigger cock and balls all flattening out the Chinese man’s.

“OHHHHHHH!” Groaned XP as the air was knocked out of him, losing his bearhug and laying splayed and useless under his Indian aggressor.

“Mmm, I like it when you moan like that for me, Chinese slut.” The Indian whispered in XP’s ear before licking the side of his face as he ground his bigger cock and balls into the other man’s. The Indian’s manhood continued to Dominate and grind down on the Chinese man’s manhood and as the seconds passed, both could feel their cocks getting thicker and harder. Wanting to further emphasize his Dominance, the Indian suddenly reared his round, g-string-parted ass up and POUNDED his adversary’s cock and balls once more with a brutal frontal slam. The impact was so loud that the sound echoed off the walls, along with XP’s pained cry.

“AAAAHHHHHUUUHHHHHHHGGGGGG!!!” wailed XP as his cock and balls felt flattened under the other man’s.

“Up, weakling, I’m not done with you!” and with that, the Indian got to his knees, then his feet as he dragged the pained Chinese man up to his feet by the hair. As they locked eyes, the Indian grinned before reaching his left arm between XP’s thighs, causing the Chinese man to blush and gasp. Taking a firm hold of XP’s round, bare asscheeks, the Indian then clasped his right arm around XP’s left shoulder and in one fluid motion, the Indian picked his Chinese rival up in mid-air then turned and body-slammed him to the thick Oriental rug on his back.

“EEIIHHHHGGGNNN!” grimaced XP as he hit the floor hard on his back, instantly arching it as he reached behind him with his right hand to try and rub away the throbbing pain. Kicking his rival over onto his front, the Indian sat his round brown asscheeks atop XP’s creamy porcelain cheeks, lightly bouncing on them with a smile. The light bouncing caused XP’s balls to compress painfully under him and he could only whine and wail when the Indian reached forward and fish-hooked his mouth with both hands, pulling back hard and putting terrible pressure on XP’s neck.

“So you like to run your mouth and footstomp, but you don’t like to fight like a man, huh? I’ve been kicking your ass so far and all you’ve done is moan like a Chinese hooker on her back.” the Indian said, while gyrating his bare ass on XP’s.

In the hot, sweltering living room, both men began to perspire and both were now dripping with sweat beads on their now glistening skin.

“I’m gonna make you moan like a Chinese hooker alright, when I’m fucking you in your bed tonight, bitch!” the Indian added, shifting his hips forward to then press and grind his still-covered cock and balls atop XP’s g-string-parted sweaty round buns.

The taunt caused panic in the Chinese man and out of desperation and despair, XP quickly brought his hands up to the Indian’s wrists and pulling as hard as he could on them, while clamping his jaw shut tight, XP managed to bite down on a few of the Indian’s fingers, causing the other man to shut his eyes in pain and surprise.

“Ow! Biting bitch!” the Indian cursed, rolling over and off of XP and bringing his hands together as his fingers throbbed lightly.

As both men lay on the rug sweating profusely, they again locked eyes. Glaring angrily at each other as they scrambled to fight back, it was XP who lashed out first with a two-handed hair haul, using the hold to repeatedly bash the Indian’s forehead into the thick Oriental rug below. In a daze, the Indian was then mounted as XP pushed him to his back and straddled his chest.

“What was that you were saying, bitch? About fucking me tonight! Let me show you what you’re getting tonight!” and with that, XP slid forward and began to rub and grind his cock and balls in their sling-like g-string all over the Indian’s sweaty face. Both could feel the Chinese man’s cock thickening and hardening even more as the Indian man gasped and panted under it.

Reaching for his rival’s sweaty hair again in a two-handed hold, XP closed his eyes and began to grind much slower and in heavy gyrations as he moaned with arousal and shut his eyes, lolling his head back in pleasure as he continued to smother the other man. It was only when he felt the waistbands of his g-string suddenly YANKED up high and hard, that he snapped out of his lust with a gasping yelp.

The Indian man WRENCHED up even harder on XP’s waistbands, as both men felt a loud RRRIIIIIIPPP sound. It was a new type of pain the Chinese had never before felt, his cock and balls were one moment full of pleasure, now they were being crushed and compressed against his body in the vice-like wedgie that the Indian was giving him. The tugging burn of the elastic material cut up high into his ass, too causing XP to grimace and release his hair hold on his rival, now using his hands to push down on the Indian’s wrists, desperate for relief. The Indian maintained the wedgie-though, as the tight, elastic material continued to crush the Chinese man’s balls and rip up high and tightly between his round, sweaty asscheeks. Finally, a loud RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPP sound filled the air and the g-string came away in two tattered pieces in the Indian’s hands.

XP’s stiff, sweaty cock and bare sweaty balls now jiggled into view atop the Indian man’s chest and without a moment’s hesitation, the Indian man reached up and stuffed both remnants of the sweaty g-string into XP’s mouth before reaching up with his bare sweaty legs and locking them around the Chinese man’s bare midsection. With a mighty thrust, the Indian sent the Chinese toppling backward to crash with brutal impact on his back and the back of his head. In a daze, XP lay there, his mouth stuffed with his own g-string, tasting the sweat of his manhood in his mouth, mixing with his saliva.

“Foot stomping, AND biting?” The Indian growled as he rose up and mounted his now naked adversary. Sitting atop his rival’s chest with his g-string-covered cock and balls looming inches above XP’s face, the Indian then hauled off with a quick, and blistering left-right, left-right open hand bitch slap combo to XP’s face. Tears welled up in the Chinese man’s eyes as his head was smacked about like a ball on a tether and before he knew what was happening, his arms were pinned down under the other man’s knees and shins.

The Indian grabbed the Chinese by his hair with both hands and then began a salacious, grinding cock and balls smothering of his rivals face. Big sweaty balls and a thick stiff cock rubbed and ground all over XP’s face, and through the now sweat-soaked fabric of the Indian’s g-string, XP could smell and taste the other’s manhood. It was Dominating his senses, it was all he could see, feel, even hear, as it continued to be ground away along his mouth and nose, cheeks, eyes, forehead, chin, time and time again. XP could even taste the other man’s manhood as the sweat soaked through the g-string and into his mouth to mix with the fabric of his own g-string, still stuffed in his mouth. The other man’s cock and balls sweat also mixed with XP’s saliva and oozed down his throat, swallowing the other man’s cock and ball perspiration, the Chinese shivered in embarrassment and arousal.

To his surprise, XP became even more erect as he was smothered under the other man’s bigger cock and balls, he felt his squirming slow as the smothering began to take more of an effect on him, but he was just about able to make out the other man’s taunts.

“Weak bitch, is this how you want the match to end for you? Smothered under the Superior man’s cock and balls? I want to have some fun with you first, slut!” And with that, the Indian pulled up and off the Chinese. Towering over his rival as sweat dripped from his soaked g-string and onto XP’s gasping face. The Indian watched as XP groaned and writhed weakly between his feet, eventually spitting his g-string up from his mouth and coughing pitifully.

XP then felt another g-sting atop his face, as the Indian smoothly stripped the soaked garment down his hips and down his thighs, to fall down atop the Chinese man’s face as he stepped out of them. The Chinese instinctively closed his mouth, but it only meant that he was now chewing on the sweaty g-string like a big piece of gum. Wincing and pulling the g-string from his mouth, XP then whimpered apprehensively as he felt two familiar strong hands in his sweaty hair.

Pulling the Chinese back up to his feet, the Indian then snared him in a side headlock and with his sweaty muscular arms bulging around XP’s head and neck, the Indian marched his weakened rival toward the bedroom. Their sweaty cocks and balls jiggled and bounced freely, sweat rolled down their bodies and now that they were naked, their contrasting skin tones were even more noticeable. The Indian’s creamy caramel-brown sweaty body and the Chinese’s sweaty porcelain body glistened as if they had both just stepped out of a shower together. Their round asses shone with sweat, and bounced and jiggled upon each and every step taken as the Indian manhandled his Chinese rival. As they neared the open door to the bedroom, XP realized what the Indian had in mind.

“Mhm, time to fuck you, loser.” The Indian muttered, reaffirming XP’s assumption.

Desperate not to be conquered this way, and in his own home no less, XP suddenly shot his arms out and secured a two-handed crushing grip on the Indian’s big sweaty balls. Squeezing tight as the Indian gasped and winced, XP then charged forward, using his hunched over position in the headlock to send both naked, sweaty men careening barefoot along the gleaming hardwood floor of the bedroom toward the large, plush bed.

Releasing the headlock as his balls were maligned by his rival, the Indian reached down to push and squeeze on the Chinese man’s wrists who continued to hold and squeeze those big sweaty brown balls, but both crashed hard atop the bed with the Chinese now atop the Indian, who was laid out on his front.

“OUUHHFFF!” the Indian exclaimed as he hit the firm mattress on his front with the Chinese landing on top of his back. Both sweaty naked men flexed and strained against each other, but XP once again squeezed down on the Indian’s balls, causing the other man to gasp and wail out loud before locking on a rear bearhug with his arms now flexed and squeezing tight around the Indian’s midsection.

“Seems I’ve ruined your plans, brown bitch!” XP whispered in his rival’s ear as he began to grind his naked, sweaty cock and balls into the round, sweat-wet brown buttocks of the other naked man.

“The only one getting fucked in this bed is YOU!” and with that, XP began to smack his cock and balls quick and repeatedly onto the Indian’s round sweat sodden buns, making them bounce as both men grunted and grimaced.

“Ughhh, fucking... cheating, yellow fuck!” the Indian yelled in reply.

“We never agreed to any rules!” the Chinese countered, before rising quickly using his rear bearhug to roll them over and over and over, to the edge of the bed until both fell right off! This time the Indian landed on the bottom on his front, with XP atop him.

“OUGHHFFFF!” the Indian grimaced, as the air was knocked out of him, especially as XP maintained the rear bearhug, the impact of the fall also made it so the Chinese man’s sweaty manhood smacked down atop the Indian man’s sweaty brown ass. Grinding and pumping vigorously, XP continued to taunt his rival.

“Mmm, only a matter of time before I fuck you, bitch.” he whispered in the other man’s ear. “But first, more pain.” and with that, XP slickly slid his body up along the other man’s with naked, sweaty fluidity, locked his thighs around the other man’s head and neck, then rolled them both over to their backs.

With the leg scissors hold secured, XP lay his head back and concentrated on flexing his thighs as hard as he could around the other man’s head and neck. The Indian lay on his back moaning, his head was caught and clamped between XP’s sweaty porcelain thighs and he could feel the other man’s sweaty cock and balls pressing like a pillow against the back of his head. Reaching his hands up, the Indian pawed and groped at the other man’s sweaty legs, making XP bite his lower lip in arousal.

“Mmmmhhhhhmmm, finally got you, fucker!” XP said triumphantly, as he flexed hard with his legs, feeling it was only a matter of time before his rival would pass out from the leg scissors. Feeling his confidence grow as the seconds passed, XP began to smash his heels down onto the Indians abs, over and over to draw more air out of his rival, who moaned and groaned with each impact.

“Face it, bitch. Chinese men are bet-AHHHUGHGH!” XP spat out, as he felt two strong hands grip his left foot and twist harshly, threatening to break his ankle. Immediately the Chinese man released his leg scissors hold and scooted up to a seated position with his sweat-soaked asscheeks pressed firmly into the gleaming dark hardwood of the bedroom. XP looked down to see his rival gasping for air as he rolled to his right side, slowly making it to a seated position as well.

“Oh no you don’t!” XP yelled down at the Indian, full of frustration at having his assumed victory taken away. Yanking hard on the Indian’s hair from behind, the Chinese forced the Indian to slide with his sweaty back over XP’s sweaty upraised right thigh. With his right hand, XP pushed down on the Indian’s neck, squeezing down tight, while his right hand pushed down on the Indian’s sweaty cock and balls. With the backbreaker-over-the-thigh hold secured, XP now focused on weakening his opponent in the painful maneuver and finally establishing himself the winner. He had fought dirty, he had been out-muscled time and time again, but he was still sure he would win.

“Mmmm, gotta admit, you have one hot body.” XP commented as he admired the stretched out, sweaty and completely nude form of the other man draped over right his thigh. XP continued to clamp down hard on the man’s neck and manhood, respectively, while licking his lips as he drank in the sight of the other man’s nude body.

“Hope you don’t pass out on me in bed.” XP blushed with arousal before suddenly shutting his eyes, wincing hard, yelping, and falling over to his right side in a heap.

A solid, upward knee-strike of the Indian’s left leg had swung up and DRILLED the Chinese perfectly against his left temple, sending him crashing to the hardwood. As the right side of his head bounced off the gleaming floor, XP groaned and blinked his eyes frantically, feeling completely dazed and dizzy, heavy, and weak, all at once, he tried desperately to crawl away as he heard the powerful, purposeful voice of the Indian.

“Oh, I have tons of energy left, bitch. More than enough to handle a dirty fighting wimp like you!” and with that, the Indian pounced on the Chinese’s back in a mass of sweaty, squirming bodies, the crashing impact echoed off the walls as the sweaty brown man CLAPPED down atop his sweaty rival and without a moment’s pause, the Indian reached around and CRUSHED XP’s balls in his hands.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” XP screamed, throwing his head back as immense pain shot through him.

“So you like to grab the better man’s balls, huh, bitch? I’ll let you hold them again, in your fucking mouth!” the Indian growled as he began to stretch and twist XP’s sweaty scrotum about with his crushing grip on the two agonized testicles.

“Please, ughhh, fuck, pleeeeaaase!” XP begged, as tears spilled from his eyes.

“Please... shut the fuck up, Chinese BITCH!” the Indian yelled back as he switched from heavily grinding his bigger cock and balls side to side, up and down, and round and round the Chinese man’s round, pliable buttocks to then heavily SMACKING his manhood down over and over into the Chinese man’s ass, making it quiver and quake in surrender.

Rolling them over, the Indian spit a wad of saliva into XP’s moaning, gasping mouth, as the Chinese swallowed it down reflexively before gagging with embarrassment.

“Drink it down and enjoy it, don’t act like you didn’t!” the Indian glowered, back-hand bitch slapping the Chinese with a right hand, the back-hand bitch slapping XP with the left, whipping the other man’s face from side to side, sending sweat beads flying off of his cheeks.

“Let ME show you how to do a back breaker!” The Indian yelled, alerting XP that his punishment was far from over and with that, the Indian hoisted him back-first over his outstretched right thigh and proceeded to not only clamp his right hand down on the Chinese man’s neck while the left hand clamped down and pushed on his sweaty manhood, but he also pushed down with both flexed arms, over and over and over. The pulsing presses added shockwaves of pain to spasm up and down XP’s spine, so much so that his fingers and toes curled reflexively.

“OWWW, Ohhhh, pleaaaaase, fuckkkk, ohhh, please stop!” XP wailed out, barely able to speak as he was being choked while laying prisoner in the backbreaker, being bent further and further over the Indian’s thick, sweaty thigh. The Indian didn’t relent, instead, he kept squeezing down on XP’s neck with his right hand, and his cock and balls with the left while pushing down repeatedly like a piston-powered machine, further adding to the angle of XP’s bent back with every single downward thrust. XP felt his back would snap any second and as he feared the worst, he was roughly shoved to the floor, crashing down at the foot of the bed.

Rolling to settle on his front, with his face mashed into the hardwood as he moaned, XP reached both hands behind him to rub the backs of his hands slowly along his lower spine, wincing and whimpering as his rival inched closer.

With a two-handed hold in his rival’s hair, the Indian rolled XP over to his back and secured the same type of leg scissors that XP had subjected him to moments earlier. It dawned on XP that the Indian was determined to put him through the same punishment he endured, only the Indian was far better at administering it.

“Weak whiny cunt. You Chinese are just subservient little bitches, am I right?” the Indian taunted, before CRUSHING XP’s head tight between those big sweaty brown thighs. XP could feel the other man’s bare, sweaty cock and balls pressed against the back of his head, he felt his cheeks smooshed together and his lips bulging up between them, his vision was blurred and it was even hard to draw in breath through his mouth or nostrils as the powerful, vicel-like leg-scissors did it’s toll on his body. XP then felt the Indian man’s sweaty feet rub and stroke his sweaty abs before raising up and hammering down like two mallets on a wood plank.

Over and over the Indian beat XP’s abs until they were sore and reddened, the Chinese only wincing and sobbing pitifully in reply, too beaten to even try to cover up, his arms and legs splayed out uselessly at his sides, sweat soaking his body as he lay prisoner in the other man’s punishing leg scissors hold.

Looking down at his pulverized foe, the Indian smirked as he saw that the Chinese man still had a rock-hard erection. Sliding his feet down lower, the Indian began to rub and press his toes and soles on XP’s bare balls, rolling them into each other, up and down along each other, lightly tapping on them with this toes, the pressing down firmly on them with the balls of his feet all while XP grimaced and gasped.

“Mmmm, I think someone likes being out-manned, and out-muscled, hmm?” the Indian chuckled, as he stared at XP’s erection.

“Tiny thing, even for a Chinese wimp like you.” the Indian said of XP’s manhood as he then stroked his sweaty toes and soles up and down the sweaty cock between them.

“I’ll show you what a real man’s cock feels like, in your mouth, in your ass... all night long.” the Indian whispered, just loud enough for the Chinese to hear. With that, the Indian released the headscissors and let XP’s head flop with a dull thud on the dark hardwood floor of the bedroom as he slid up to his knees.

As the Chinese lay gasping, breathing faintly, with a reddened, nearly suffocated face, lighting rising chest, and raging-hard erection, the Indian slid a thigh over his defeated rival and then sat with his sweat-soaked brown bare bottom atop XP’s chest. The Chinese felt his nipples instantly flattened and all over again, he was struggling to breath. Looking up weakly at the other man, XP then let his gaze drift down the Indian’s big sweaty pecs, those stiff thick brown nipples, that ridged, rippling abdomen, and then to that cock, so big and thick, with it’s sweaty head pointed at him like the turret of a tank, and those big sweaty balls under it, full of cum, ready to fill him with Indian seed.

Swallowing once and finding his mouth dry as he stared nearly cross-eyed at the massive manhood of his Indian rival pointed like a loaded weapon straight at him, and after drinking in the site of the Indian’s naked, sweaty, victorious body mounting his supine defeated form, XP realized there was no denying who the better man was.

As he felt the Indian’s hands grip his hair once more, XP licked his lips to his surprise, as he saw that big cock and balls slide forward. XP’s eyes filled with excitement, again to his surprise, and as the big sweaty Indian manhood began to rub and roll all over his face, claiming it with its size, scent, feel, taste, even its sound as the sweaty manhood made slick sweaty sounds while Dominating his vision, XP felt the waves of Dominance overtake him, thrusting him into submission.

The Chinese moaned and shivered under his conqueror’s cock and balls, tasting more of the sweat roll off and into his mouth, trying to stick his tongue out to lick, but only finding more and more manhood smothering him. He wasn’t even sure if he was breathing or not, he wasn’t sure how long he was being smothered for, he was only sure that he loved this. The Indian had proven stronger, wiser, more technical, and now more sexual, he was clearly the Superior man and XP in spite of himself wanted nothing more than to be taken and to be claimed.

Finally on the verge of passing out under the Indian’s massive cock and balls, XP was afforded a few moments to draw in faint breaths of air as the Indian reared up on his knees now, his thighs flanking XP’s head, knees pressed against his cheeks. Sweat dripped off the Indian’s cock head and big hung, cum-filled balls atop XP’s chin and lips. The view Dominated XP’s vision and down below, he could feel his turgid cock dripping precum down its shaft and all over his balls.

Rising, the Indian stepped back and then bent over at the hips to grip XP’s ankles in his strong hands. The Indian’s round, sweaty asscheeks were upraised as he bent over, and the backs of his big hanging balls and his big swinging cock could be seen before he rose up to full height again. Spreading XP’s legs wide as he held the Chinese man by the ankles, the Indian took his time as he mashed the other man’s balls and cock Domineeringly under first his right foot, then his left. He smooshed down on the defeated man’s balls and turned his feet side to side alternately down on the conquered man’s cock and balls as if he were stomping out a cigarette butt, staring down at the Chinese with contempt as he did it.

XP felt his cock oozing more pre-cum now as the Indian smooshed his balls under foot this way and as he felt the toes and sole of the Indian’s right foot slowly stroke up along the underside of his defeated cock, pressing it down over his abs, followed by the left foot doing the same, XP shot torrents of cum all over his body, his cock jettisoning his creamy seed like a squirting water gun.

“Pathetic little bitch, you thought you had a chance against me?” the Indian taunted, before releasing XP’s ankle’s, letting his legs flop to the hardwood, walking forward, the Indian took turns pressing his left, then right foot on top of the beaten Chinese man’s chest, rubbing and pressing down as he posed with bulging, flexed arms in a victory stance all while beads of glistening sweat dripped from the round swells of his brown buttocks and from in-between them, from his balls and from his cock, all down like raindrops atop the defeated Chinese below.

“Who’s the Superior man, bitch.” the Indian said, more a statement, than a question, while rubbing his feet alternately all over XP’s face as he stood over him.

“Y-you... you’re the Superior man.” XP exclaimed breathlessly, his cock still rock- hard as he squirmed under his rival’s foot in complete arousal, his body tired, beaten, but more arouse now than ever before.

“Which men are Superior.” The Indian stated next, as he smooshed XP’s face firmly under his sweaty sole, so much so that XP’s nose and lips were smooshed flat.

“Mmmnnfff... Indian men are Superior to Chinese men.” XP whispered hotly, gently holding onto the Indian’s ankle as he was smothered under foot.

“Louder... and in what ways.” the Indian replied to which XP shuddered and exclaimed in a voice that echoed off the walls.

“INDIAN MEN ARE SUPERIOR TO CHINESE MEN! PHYSICALLY, SEXUALLY! IN WRESTLING, IN SEX!”

“Are you my Chinese bitch?”

“YES!”

“Are you my willing Chinese slave?”

“YES!” XP exclaimed in-between sucking and slurping on the Indian’s sweaty big toe as he held the foot between his hands while the Indian smirked.

“Tell me again who’s Superior, be creative.” The Indian chided with a smirk as he dabbed his toes into the Chinese’s mouth as the loser tried to form words amidst his defeat and arousal.

“INDIAN MEN ARE SUPERIOR TO CHINESE MEN. INDIAN MEN ARE STRONGER, MORE SEXUAL... INDIAN MEN FUCK BETTER, FIGHT BETTER. INDIAN MEN CAN OWN CHINESE MEN. YOU KICKED MY CHINESE ASS, YOU PROVED YOURSELF BETTER, YOU CAN FUCK MY YELLOW BODY ALL YOU WANT, I’M YOURS... YOU’RE MY SUPERIOR, YOU’RE MY INDIAN SUPERIOR. PLEASE FUCK ME, DOMINATE ME. I’M NO MATCH FOR YOU, YOU BEAT ME IN EVERY WAY. INDIAN MEN ARE SUPERIOR TO CHINESE MEN!” XP bellowed, shooting cum again all over his sweaty naked body before he was seized by the hair and yanked up to his feet then hurled onto the bed to bounce up and down on the springy mattress on his back as his cock and balls jiggled wildly.

“Mmmm, weak little Chinese bitch. We’ve just gotten started. Tonight isn’t the end, tomorrow isn’t the end. This is for life, you and me, and my Dominance over you... Brown on yellow, Indian on Chinese, all lifetime long!” the Indian exclaimed, before pouncing down on a bewildered and sexually wanton Chinese. Their day was only just beginning.