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Samuel Sabian
Tony is looking for round 3 against his favourite British Wrestler who's defeat him twice thus far. This time it's a Pro Stake match down in Italy Rome's ring and the loser of the match gets tied up in their country flag with their mouth stuffed with the winner trunks and finally forced to shoot a load in front of the whole crowd watching. I arrive to the arena in Rome and been struting out wearing my Union Jack square cut trunks and blue boots, walking though the booing Italian crowd as I smirk and strut by before jumping on the apron and leaping over the top ropes, leaning up into my corner of the ring waiting for my opponent if he's still got the ball to face me after losing to me twice previously
Tony LF
The cocky brit boy Samuel kept provoking me after our last match, running his big mouth, so when he proposed a match in the eternal city where he's going to have my trunks shoved in his mouth and his weak load shoot in my ring I was glad to accept. An Italian opera plays in the arena as show up, smirking, wearing my green, white and red trunks, barefoot, fit hairy Italian body, grizzled beard and hair...Walk toward the ring with the Italian flag on my shoulders, high five fans and stop to take some pics with them. When I reach the ring apron I slide under the bottom rope and get up, confident, in front of you. Fans chanting my name already
Samuel Sabian
In my corner with my flag hanging over the corner posy as I watch the infamous Italian jobber strut out to the ring when you finally make it into the ring and show up in my face, I smirk "Nice flag Tony hope you like been tied up in it and tasting my sweaty brit trunks down your mouth" I chuckle as I step forward into you with my chest pushing up against your to shove you back from me
Tony LF
I grin as you run your mouth as usual, provoking me, but I know this time the outcome is gonna be different. You bump your chest into mine and I push my forehead into yours. "You came to Italy cause you wanted to know how a real man tastes like and I'm gonna show you Italian hospitality, feeding you with my trunks and much more tea sucker." I growl with my heavy Italian accent. Fans roar cheering me up as I drape my flag at my corner and climb on the ropes, striking a pose for them.
Samuel Sabian
"Keep dreaming mate. Soon you'll chew on some great British trunks, well again I mean" I grin as you head off to go rile up your Italian fans as I lean in my corner of the ring arms crossed letting you enjoy your moment until I show up in your home ring. Awaiting the bell to sound off
Tony LF
As I finish flexing for the excited Italian fans I jump back to the ring and stare at you: "You'll be returning to jobberland with your mouth full and your ego broken, Samuel...You really need an Italian lesson about respecting better men." ref orders to ring the bell DING DING DING...I slowly approach you, focused, both arms up, showing you the palms of my hands for a test of strenght
Samuel Sabian
"Will see about that Old Jobber" I grin as the bell sounds off and I move out my corner to meet you in the middle of the ring, clasp my palms down onto yours and grip your hands hard as I flex my bicep pouring down my weight and strength on you, attempting to force you down to your knee as I push against your hands
Tony LF
You grip my hands and lock our fingers, so I bump my pecs into yours, slide a foot behind to improve stability and flex my arms, trying to bend your wrists and push the brit boy down. I lean my chin on your back and whisper to your ear: "C'mon pretty boy, you know why you're here...get on your knees where you belong"
Samuel Sabian
"Here to put washed up Italian jobbers on their knees" I growl down into your ear as my boot pushes down hard into the canvas floor and I stretch out arms to the side attempt to push those arms of yours down, my pecs flexing and bashing up hard against yours as I attempt to bring you to your knees
Tony LF
"GRRRRR...vaffanculo...." I grunt as I feel the strenght of your muscles, my wrist and forearm starting to hurt, feel the need to drop to a knee, but instead I drive that knee to your exposed gut..."How do you like that shit eater?!" Still holding your hands I drive another knee to your abs.
Samuel Sabian
"What's up mr strong Italian? Cant compete in strength with the brit eh??!" I taunt with a big grin as your muscle is starting to falter against mine though you slam your knee into my abs "Ughh Bitch! I grunt as you drive a second into my abs making me double over as I attempt to rush my shoulders up your abs trying to spear your back into the corner turnbuckle behind you
Tony LF
Your reaction is quick, even if I got the first blow, you duoble over and drive your shoulders into my gut..."Uuuff..." from that distance the impact isn't that much but you push me back into the corner turnbukle. "Ugghh...merda!" as my back touches the turnbuckle I wrap my arms around your waist from that position, lift you and drop you hard, shoulders first, on the canvas.
Samuel Sabian
I ram your back against the corner turnbuckle of the corner though you grab around my waist and hoist me on up then dropping me hard on my shoulder "Ughhh" I grunt and groan out hitting the canvas as a I fall over onto my chest "Urrhh fucker" I growl trying to climb back up
Tony LF
"Not so fast Samuel...gonna show you how we make oil from olives here in Italy!" I laugh. Quickly slide out of the ring, grab your ankles firmly, near the corner where you pushed me. Italian fans chanting: "FALLO! FALLO! FALLO!" so I point my foot on the ring apron and pull you hard toward me, smashing your bulge into the corner pole.
Samuel Sabian
You slide out of the ring and grab a hold of my ankles, pulling me towards the corner as my hands claw against the canvas floor "No No get off Italian prick!" I shout and growl as you place your foot on the corner post and yank my bulge into the corner post "UUGGGHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKK!!" I howl out loudly my face twist and grimacing at my bulge presses into the steel corner post of the ring
Tony LF
Fans laughing at my last move, so I get even more confident. "Don't pretend you're suffering jobber...we both know brit boys like you have nothing down there." I climb back on the ring and on the corner. While you're still howling for pain with your bulge grinding on the corner post I drop with my feet on tha back of your head smashing your face on the canvas
Samuel Sabian
"Ughh Fuck you, your gonna pay for this!" I shout and grunt as you release my ankles my bulge aching after hitting up into that corner post as you climb the corner post and drop down your feet across the back of my head, splashing my face back down into the canvas shaking the ring "UGGHHH!!" I lay face grunting and groan trying to shake my head out, need get back in this
Tony LF
I grab and handfull of your hair and pull you to your knees. I smirk at my fans and rub your face on my bugle. "Do you like this antipasto? Just a taste of what awaits you, piece of brit trash!". Pull you on your feet, wrap my arms around your waist and squeeze you in a bearhug, my body rubbing on yours as my hands lock behind your spine
Samuel Sabian
You pull me to my knees and rub my face in your sweaty Italian crotch before pulling me along to my feet and grabbing around my waist as you hoist me up and squeeze me in a bearhug "Ughh! that all you got?" I groan out while your simping fans cheers for you out. I quickly scratching my hand down over your face for a vicious rake down it
Tony LF
I squeeze you in my bearhug but it seems that isn't enough to shut your cocky mouth. "Want more asshole? Arrrgghhh" you rake my face and eyes, so I drop you and stagger back, rubbing my eyes and holding my face. "Vaffanculo Samuel...uughh" I moan while my fans boo at you
Samuel Sabian
When you drop me, I land on my feet as I grab your trunks by the waistband yanking them hard towards me as I swing my other arm staight into your stomack to knock you back towards the ropes as I then attempt to jump up and catch you in the face witha drop kick
Tony LF
You grab the waistband of my tricoloured trunks as I wander around the ring, blinded. Pull me toward you and punch my exposed gut "uuuuff fanculo..." I moan as I drop into the ropes and bounce back at you just when the soles of your boots connect with my handsome face. "ooooohhhhhgggg" I fall on my back, stunned. Fans chanting "TONY TONY TONY"
Samuel Sabian
"Get up Pasta muncher!" I grab a fistful of your hair and roughly yank you onto your knees as I place your arm over my neck as I reach down a grip your trunks waistband and pull them up tight before I go to hoist your body up off the ground and into the air to throw you up and over into the canvas floor for a suplex
Tony LF
You grab an handfull of my grizzled hair and pull me up. I follow trying to recover from the dropkick to my face I received. "Fuck wait no..." I whisper, but you grip my sweaty Italian trunks, lift me and drop me on the canvas with a suplex. "AAAAARRGGHHH PIECE OF SHIT AAAARRGHH" I arch my back and grit my teeth in pain
Samuel Sabian
I'm back up to my feet as I grab your ankles and turn you over to your stomach before bending your legs over and sitting my ass down across yours so the Union jack trunks are parked over the Italian trunks. Pulling back on those legs and twist them around to pour on the pain with a boston crab "Let your fans hear you scream Jobber!" I shout down at you
Tony LF
You give me no time to recover, grab my hairy legs and turn me on my belly, sitting on my ass to show dominance of the Union Jack. My back stretched painfully as you mock me and call me jobber. "AAAARGGHG FUUUCK NOOO ARRGGHH CAZZOOO" I scream in agony straining my arms toward the ropes
Samuel Sabian
"Yeah keep screaming old man love hearing, bet your fans do too" I laugh over you as you scream in agony with your hands desperately reaching out for the ropes as I release one of your legs and slide my hand down your thigh and over your trunks grasping your Italian meatballs "So did you enjoy ramming my balls in the post?" I ask with a fiendish smile before my hand closes down on your balls, squeezing those meatballs
Tony LF
"Aaaarrghhg vaffanculo you'll pay for that Sabian aaaarrghh" my back on fire as I pull us toward the ropes with my hands. You release one of my legs and feel your hand sliding down my thigh: my bulge growing until you firmly grab it and squeze my poor Italian meatballs. "Ooooogghh no no don't aaarrghh please stop! Mamma mia no!". Fans worried for me as my free leg flails wildly
Samuel Sabian
"No feel so good?" I grin as you wail and scream, shaking and squeezing down on those meatballs until I finally release them from my grip. standing back to my feet then grabbing your legs and placing your feet behind my ankles as I stand over the back of your knees. first I flex both my biceps up in the air for the Italian fans to admire before I jump up which pull your legs up as I go to hammer your knees roughly into the canvas with a knee smasher
Tony LF
You finally release my and my legs drop on the canvas while I reach for my bulge with both hands massaging it. "You...uughhh...bastard..." I moan, but you continue your assault standing with yout boots on the back of my knees and flexing to mock my fans. You jump smashing my knees on thr canvas "AARRGHHH PEZZO DI MERDA!" I cry as I roll toward the ring apron and down on the floor outside the ring, leaving a trail of sweat behind me
Samuel Sabian
I hop over the top ropes, staking behind you as you rolled outside the ring "Hey Tony how's those knees feeling? little sore maybe?" I smirk before soccer kicking my boot straight into your right knee to send a second serge of pain though your leg as I reach down and grab at your hair attempting to haul you up to your feets before charge you head first toward the outside of the rings corner post
Tony LF
I roll in pain on the dirty floor outside the ring, holding my knees, but your follow me quickly with a hop. I hear you talking about my knees and I shake my head: "No no no cazzo don't! Aaaaarrghhh fucket!" I squirm at your feet cheking the hurted knee you kicked, barely able to move it. You grab my ruffled hair to pull me up again, fans chanting "ITALY ITALY ITALY"...You slam my head toward the corner post but I plant my feet and drive my elbow to your jaw. Quickly grab the back of your head and slam you into the metal stairs outside the ring
Samuel Sabian
Gearing up to throw your head into the ring post though you slam a elbow into my jaw that stuns me and stop me in my tracks "Ughhh!" You grab my head and slam it down on the metalstairs outside of the ring as the Italian fans chant "Aaahhhhhhhh" my head flies off the stairs and I crash onto my back holding my head "Uhhhh Bastard!"
Tony LF
"Almost broke that shit head of yours tea sucker." I grab you by hair and pull you toward the roaring audience. "You wanted to ride the Italian stallion? Ride this!" I shout as I wrap my arms around your waist, lift you and drop you on the metal safety barrier between your legs, smashing your crotch on it. Italian fans smack you on the back and shoulders
Samuel Sabian
"Grr Italian bastard!" I grunt and growls as you wrap your arms aroubd my waist and hoist me up to then drop my crotch on the metal safety barrier "Aahaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I howl loudly with my face twist in pain. The Italian fans slapping at my shoulders and back making my grunt before I fall over back to the ring side, holding my crotch "Uhh you'll regret that Stinky Pasta Muncher"
Tony LF
"Stinky?!" I grab your heas with both hands and grind your face on my hard bulge. "This is how a real man smells like...a piece of jobber trash like you could never understand." Roughly crotchlift you, turn toward the metal stairs and body slam you on top of them. Fans get on their feet while ref yells to get back into the ring
Samuel Sabian
I grunt and growl getting my face smothered around the sweaty Italian crotch "Grrr" you then roughly crotch lift me up in the air before turning me around and body slamming me across the metal stairs "AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I groan out as I crash down to the stairs onto my side holding my chest "Uhhhh!"
Tony LF
"Ora di finire questo pagliaccio!" I shout to the audience while I grab your ear and the back of your union jack trunks, give you a wedgie as I toss you back into the ring. Quickly get on the ring and climb on the turnbuckle, give you the finger and leap on you with a frogsplash
Samuel Sabian
I grunt out as you pull my ear and weidge my trunks up showing my bubbly cheeks to the Italian fans watching and hearing for you, you throw me back into the ring as I roll out onto my back with you climbing the turnbuckle and then flipping me off before going for a frog splash however I raise both my knees up to my chest to cause you to crash over them
Tony LF
Just when I thought I cooked the brit loser you counter raising your knees into my gut..."UUUUUUFFFF FUCKER UUUUFFFF..UUUFFFF" I roll aside, holding my abs, winded, drooling and kicking the canvas with my feet..."uuuuffff..." Italian fans silenced
Samuel Sabian
I roll over to my feet and grab a fistful of your hair pulling you along to your feet with me before I drop on my knee and swing your face straight onto into it to send you head flying off my knee. "Payback time Italian Bitch" I growl as I lift my boot and stomp down across your Italian flag trunks to trample my brit boot down over your crotch
Tony LF
You grab my sweaty hair while I'm still rolling at your feet, pulling me up and slamming my face on your bended knee.."OOOGHH" my eyes roll back for a moment and I drop on my back, stunned, legs spread open. Without hesitating you stomp my exposed Italian bulge with your boot. "AAAARRGHHH MERDAAARRGGHH" clutch my hurted meatballs and start rolling in pain, mouth spread open in shock
Samuel Sabian
"You want to smell a real man?" I grab your sweaty hair and sit your ass up while that mouth is wide open, I bring my sweaty armpit down over your nose and mouth as I bring my other arm under your arm to trap you in a dragon sleeper hold "Get a good whiff down Jobber, this how a real man smell" I grin as the Italian fans boo me tormenting their man
Tony LF
You pull me to seated position while I'm still dazed and with both hands still on my bulge. You easily lock my head in the dragon sleeper and I moan in a pathetic way as your sweat pours down in my open mouth "mmmmgghh nooo mmmghhh". My trunks tenting and my legs flailing wildly as I panic in that position
Samuel Sabian
"You like that Jobber? taste good huh?" I grin seeing those trunks tent as I pull you along onto your feet, still bent over in a dragon sleeper though I roughly drop to my knee so its out stretched to slam your back across it as I crack the dragon sleeper harder, my bicep flexing tightly over your neck and my pit smothering your mouth and nose
Tony LF
"Mmmghhhghh nooo mmghhh please" your musk confusing me as your sweat on my tongue disgust me. You pull me up, can't see anything from that position and quickly slam my back on your knee "mmmmggooooooog", can't breath with your bicep flexing on my throat. My hairy sweaty body stretched and exposed while my worried fans chant my name over and over
Samuel Sabian
"Soak it up you know you enjoy it" I taunt as you huff on the sweaty pit before I suddenly release your neck letting you fall to your back as I quickly turn around and drop over your chest with my leg coming under your head and lifting your face into my sweaty bubbly cheeks, placing my other leg over my ankle to trap your head into a tight reverse triangle choke
Tony LF
When you finally release me I take a deep breath, trying to wipe the smell from my face "uugh bastardo". Before I can even move you trap my head with your leg and I find my face buried in the back of your sweaty union jack trunks "mmmgh" my beard soaked the musk of your ass and armpit, the brit bastard embarassing me in front of my people. I tap on your ass and back a couple of time before driving my knees to your exposed face...repeat a second time to be sure to hit your nose
Samuel Sabian
I shake my ass around your face a few times making sure you get the full Union jack ass trunks experiences as you tap on my ass and back a few times "What's up? you wan to quit? too much for the Italian huh?" I laugh before your knees pop me in the face 1...2 times "Ughh...Uhh!!" my hold weakens though before I roll off you. I drop my forehead into your balls
Tony LF
Your hold weakens but you drop your forehead into my balls. "Oooooogghhh fuuuck" I cough and drool, the third low blow turning my Italian meatballs into ground beef. Push you away and crawl toward the ropes, tears on my eyes, my Italian manhood crushed..."bastard....uugghh"
Samuel Sabian
I see you crawling away for the ropes as I grab your ankle and roughly drag your sweaty chest across the canvas back to me as I attempt to get back up and place my leg between yours, grabbing at your ankle and attempt to fold it behind my ankle before I drop to my ass and trap your legs into a figure four
Tony LF
When I've almost reached the ropes you grab my ankles and pull me back, folding my legs and trapping them into a figure four. The pain forces me to howl as I push on my arms to raise my chest from the canavs. My hurted bulge grinding on the sweaty canvas. "AARGGGG CAZZO NOOOO AARRGGHG NOOO"
Samuel Sabian
"I love when Italians bitches scream, makes me wanna hear it louderr" I smile as I raise my hips to increase the pressure on my figure four on your legs and lower back. your sweaty tented bulges rubbing against the canvas as your fans cheers for you and look concerned
Tony LF
"AAAARRGHHHH NOOOO PLEEEASE AARRGH" grit my teeth trying desperately not to submit. My legs and back hurting as you increase the pressure. One guy of my staff toss me from ringside a tiny jar filled with red hot Italian pepper powder while another of my guys distracts the ref. I open the jar with my last strenght and throw the powder behind me toward your face and eyes
Samuel Sabian
"It's time you give up" I taunt and tease as I pour the pressure on those legs, notice your tossed something from ring side then suddenly my eyes are on fire as you throw Spicy Italian pepper powered at my face "AAHHHHH THE FUCKKK...MY EYES!" I howl out as I quickly go to clear my eyes, releasing the figure four as I roll over onto my knees "Cheating Italian bitch!"
Tony LF
"Aaarrgh si cazzo...how do you like Italian food? Too spicy for you brit asshole?!" As you get on your knees I pull the front waistband of your trunks and drop the rest of the powder inside before tossing the jar out of the ring. Can barely stand on my legs after the punishment I received. Bounce on the ropes behind me and rush at you with a shining wizard, smashing my knee on thrle side of your head hard
Samuel Sabian
"It's terrible as your wrestling" I manage to reply while grunting and holding my burning eyes as you pull on my waistband and open them enough to pour the rest of the jagger down making my face grimaces tightly, glowing red "UUGGGHHHHHHHHH YOU BITCH!!" I gasp out before getting run in the face by your knee "Ugghhhh!!" I fly down onto my back my face and crotch on fire
Tony LF
After my shining wizard connects I land on top of you. Lay with my armpit on your face as I hook your left leg and trap the right one between mines, spreading your thighs and giving my fans a view of your exposed bulge. "Still think I stink fucker? Those little brit cock must be burning like hell!" I mock you while ref begins the count, everyone counting in Italian with him: "UNO...DUE..."
Samuel Sabian
You drop down on me with your sweaty Italian pit over my face then hooking my left leg up as my right is between yours, my tented and still burning bulge on display as the count begin. My fist clenches tightly and I swing my fist up towards your head to attempt to knock you off me hoping I can break the count in time
Tony LF
Your fist connects with my temple "uuuugghhh" breaking the count just before the 3rd. I roll on side and shake my head to removr cobwebs. "Uughh you gotta stay down brit asshole!". Yelling in rage I get up and drop with an elbow on your burning bulge.
Samuel Sabian
I knock you off though you come back up with rage and drop down with your elbow though I roll to my side so your elbow spikes down on the canvas instead of my bulge. I roll over top of you and pull down the front of my trunks and grab your head to shove your face down into my pepper powder covered crotch to wash your eyes, nose and mouth in a mixture of Brit Sweat and Pepper Powder
Tony LF
You roll aside to avoid my elbow drop and I hit the canvas "Aaargg merda!" I grunt as you quickly roll over me, pulling down your trunks and rubbing my face into your crotch giving me a taste of my own medicine mixed with brit musk. "Mmmmgghhh nooooo mmmgghhh". Eyes watering and burning, unable to breath with your musk and the pepper powder in my nosestrills.
Samuel Sabian
"Whiff down on that you cheap Bastard!" I growl down as I smoother your face down into my crotch giving you a good taste of your own medicine. I stand up and pull your head under my arm as I back up towards the ropes I attempt to jump on the middle rope and leap off to twist and spin you around so I can hammer your head down into the canvas floor with a tornado DDT
Tony LF
Can't open my eyes, the mixture of sweat and pepper powder covering my face "Arrgghhh no...aspetta...can't see...please" don't know what's happening when you lock my head under your arm, everything spinning around me until my head hits the canvas..."OOGGHHH" I lay almos out cold in a puddle of sweat, chest moving up and down, Italian fans shocked
Samuel Sabian
I drop your head into the canvas leaving you on your back as I quickly climb over top of you with my sweaty package pressed down over your face, my hand reach down and hook up your left leg as I begin slapping my hand down across the canvas floor going for the count as the Italian fans watch on in shock...One...Two...
Tony LF
You lay on me grinding your brit bulge on my stinky and messed up face, hooking my hairy leg, my hard bulge exposed for my shocked fans. Ref counting with you to make it official...some Italian friends yelling me to get up, but I'm barely conscious..."three"
Samuel Sabian
DING DING! I score the Three count to the disappointment of all your Italian fans watching "Yeah!!" I stand up and plant my boot on your sweaty chest, flexing my bicep over top of your defeated body "Time to pay up you son of a bitch" I grin down at you
Tony LF
Disappointed Italian fans boo at you, some crying while I can barely open my reddened eyes looking up at you...my sweaty tricoloured trunka tenting and you use my sweaty hairy chest as a doormat while mocking me.. "What? Cosa?...happened? Oh fuck..." I cover my face in shame
Samuel Sabian
I step off you and drop my sweaty brit trunks and smile as I ram them straight down your mouth "Here you go" I stuff them down your mouth as I head over to the corner, grabbing hold of the Italian flag "Nice flag, very sturdy" I smirk before kicking your ribs and knocking you over to your stomach as I tie your hands up using your flag. I smack both my hands down on your ass cheeks then gripping your trunks and rip them down off your legs before fling them out to the Italian crowd
Tony LF
I look at you taking off your sweaty spicy brit trunks and roughly shove them deep in my mouth "Uughhgggmmmmmgg" I moan, gagging on them, forced to taste you on my tongue, your man flavour. You roll me on my belly with a kick, tie my hands behind my back with my Italian flag and rip my wet Italian trunks, exposing my hairy ass for my disappointed booing fans "mmmmmgghh nooo"
Samuel Sabian
"No more step" I smirk as I grab your legs and raise you upside down before dragging you over to the corner as I hang your legs over the top ropes to place you into a tree of woe position with your hard cock aimed down toward your face "Now this better" I grin as I grab hold of your hard cock, pumping up and down your shaft with my thumb rubbing across your cock head "
Tony LF
"Uuughhmmm" sucking on your trunks while you grab my legs and drag me to the corner like a piece of garbage, hanging me upside down in the tree of woe. My hard cock bouncing on my hairy gut while I desperately shake my head no. When you grab my Italian sausage and start pumping it, I moan, arching my back trying to hold my load. My Italian fans, friends and family yelling at you to stop
Samuel Sabian
"Hope your dream to blow a big load of Italian cum over yourself in front of all your fans" I grin as I pump on your hard cock as you attempt hold back your seed. pointing your cock straight down at your face making sure that when you finally burst it will hit you straight in the face, pumping your cock faster and faster
Tony LF
"Mmmmmmgghhg" open my eyes wide, begging you to stop when you run your mouth and begin jerking off my cock faster. My fans begging me to resist but after a couple of strikes my cock erupts like the Trevi fountain. Ropes of Italian cream sprayed on my own face, chest and neck, impregnating my beard.
Samuel Sabian
"There we go" I grin as I wash your face in your own load, making sure to stroke out every single drop down on your face as I release your cock then wiping my hand on your chest as I stand up flexing my biceps over top of you "UK 3 Italy 0" I smirk down at you hearing all the Italian fans booing me. "Let me know when your ready for round 4 I'll take down a 4th time if you need a refresher on what happens when Italian jobbers pick fights with UK lads" I climb out the ring leaving you tied up in your flag and hanging in the tree of woe.
END
Published: 2025-12-18, viewed 126 times.
Bestia
2025-12-24 08:12Cazzo Tony perdi sempre! L umiliazione finale è meritata.
Apollo Dante
2025-12-21 23:35This Italy v UK rivalry just gets HOTTER….this is the third time we have seen TonyLF and Samuel Sabian in action together. And the loud mother Italian stud is 0-2 against his tough opponent. We did see some great exchanges with lots of back and forth action. But then the UK wrestler turned up the heat so to speak ..and TonyLF came up short! He got well and truly beaten up in the end and we were treated to a HOT climax to this amazing bout! Loved it! And thanks so much for sharing this with us!
fury2014
2025-12-19 13:16Nice win by Samuel. I thought the old man may have had a chance there for a bit but then of course he lost again......
JJayJace
2025-12-19 10:07Wow. Great fight between you two. Seems that Old Man Tony cannot get the win again and received a nice punishment 😈. Otherwise, congrats both for the fight.