Post by HALE BLACK SATIN on Nov 21, 2015 10:02:36 GMT -6
REC
“Well, loves...it seems that you’ve made me and go do it. After hearing about all of the hoopla about this whole ‘Call Your Shot’ nonsense over at Exodus, I couldn’t help myself and I just had to…”
[Bradley turns his head to side as his eyes close slowly. Gently he bites down on his bottom lip, letting a soft groan escaped his lips as the faint sound of soft slurping fill the air.]
“...please excuse, my slight lapse in attentiveness. But allow me to return to my train of thought, Call Your Shot at the third ever Autumn Effect. After watching Twitter have what I like to think as a mild stroke all over a pissing contest of those who swear they are going to win, I figured I’d throw my hat into the ring and...oh God”
[Another groan passes his lips, reaching up and running hand through his brown hair. His shoulders drop in a state of euphoric relaxation as he licks his lips teasingly slow.]
“My pardons once again, I know my lack of concentration seems to be bit immature, but trust me loves...it’s all for a very good reason. Before I’m taken aback once again, allow me to get to the point, shall I? After speaking with a few interested parties and receiving the blessing from the officials in HELL, I’ve been granted a chance to test my mettle against some of the best that Exodus has to offer. So yes, my adoring public, Bradley Chadwick better known as BradChad is going to be in the Call Your Shot Battle Royal and I plan on doing so much more that just put out a good showing…”
[His hand slides down his chest and below his waist, off screen as Bradley looks down and just smiles softly.]
“Sweetheart, if you keep that up...I’ll never finish this thing. Actually, I’m definitely going to finish but this Promo won’t be…”
[There’s a soft moan off screen as the slurping only grows loudly. Bradley leans back against the black tiled bathroom wall as his eyes flutter upwards pulling a sharp intake of breath.]
“...well, as you can all probably tell, I’m a little preoccupied at the moment, so I’m making to make this as quick as I possible can because honestly, as much as I do enjoy an audience, I’m not sure if my partner in crime would be so inclined.”
“Mmm...it’s okay, my Brad...let them watch. I just want to finish enjoy you and watching you squirm.”
[With a smile spreading over his lips as he simply looked up into the camera and shrugged his shoulders.]
“And then there’s that.”
“So my loves, you have been warned...the stylings of Bradley Chadwick arriving to Exodus with own brand of antics to bring a bit of color to a world that’s drenched in self-loathing and pity. Because honestly, you all need it. You need me in your lives to brighten up that dreary existence you call a career because honestly, without me...you’d continued to be force fed the same…”
[Bradley’s mouth opens slightly as his body shudders threatening to betray his most carnal desires…]
“...the same…”
[His jaw tenses as he fights off the urge to give in...for now.]
“...the same…”
[Back in control of himself and showing monumental restraint, he lets out a get chuckle and shakes his head slowly.]
“My dear...that was really close.”
“MmmmHmm...I know, I almost have you...but finish your promo, love. I’m not done with you yet.”
[The slurping gets louder as Bradley places a hand on the wall to steady himself. Several beads of sweat form on his brow as he let outs a shake breath.]
“...my time is short, so please allow me to skip the pomp and circumstance and get right to the point here, shall I? The Autumn Effect is going to witness Bradley Chadwick doing what he does best…”
“...defying gravity...mmmm, oh fuck...and defying the odds....”
“And you’re looking at the man who is not going to win Call Your Shot...but make it show that I end up on top of the world as the Exodus Pro World Champion because what’s the point of calling your own shot, if you can’t go after the biggest prize in the business, hm?”
[Bradley breathing picks up as his bare chest rises and falls quickly with each intake of breath. He grits his teeth sliding hand into the mess of red curls below his naked waist, as his hips roll forward slowly with each bob of her head.]
“...I don’t care who you are…”
“...where you’re from…”
[Loud slurps…]
“...or what can do…”
“...the fact of the matter…”
[Loud slurps…]
“...is that Call...Your...Shot...is…”
[Loud slurps…]
“...is…”
“Mmm...that's it baby, let them hear you…”
“...Oh, Fuck!”
[With a deep groan, his eyes close, his muscles tense and his body seizes in place as feeds her exactly what she’s been working so hard for. Riding the wave of his orgasmic bliss in front of the camera, he slowly begins to come down from such an euphoric high as his eyes flutter open with satisfied smile spread over his lips. Slowly, the naked form of the red head beauty known as Brianna Singer stands to her feet, pressing her flesh into Bradley as she licks her lips slowly, reaching up to wipe the corners of her mouth a single finger. Bradley chuckles softly as he takes her finger and shakes his head slowly.]
“Mmmm...sharing is caring.”
[He places her finger into his mouth with a soft moan as Brianna bites down on her lower lip in excitement. Bradley releases her finger before turning back to the camera with shrug his shoulders.]
“I win.”
“Well, loves...it seems that you’ve made me and go do it. After hearing about all of the hoopla about this whole ‘Call Your Shot’ nonsense over at Exodus, I couldn’t help myself and I just had to…”
[Bradley turns his head to side as his eyes close slowly. Gently he bites down on his bottom lip, letting a soft groan escaped his lips as the faint sound of soft slurping fill the air.]
“...please excuse, my slight lapse in attentiveness. But allow me to return to my train of thought, Call Your Shot at the third ever Autumn Effect. After watching Twitter have what I like to think as a mild stroke all over a pissing contest of those who swear they are going to win, I figured I’d throw my hat into the ring and...oh God”
[Another groan passes his lips, reaching up and running hand through his brown hair. His shoulders drop in a state of euphoric relaxation as he licks his lips teasingly slow.]
“My pardons once again, I know my lack of concentration seems to be bit immature, but trust me loves...it’s all for a very good reason. Before I’m taken aback once again, allow me to get to the point, shall I? After speaking with a few interested parties and receiving the blessing from the officials in HELL, I’ve been granted a chance to test my mettle against some of the best that Exodus has to offer. So yes, my adoring public, Bradley Chadwick better known as BradChad is going to be in the Call Your Shot Battle Royal and I plan on doing so much more that just put out a good showing…”
[His hand slides down his chest and below his waist, off screen as Bradley looks down and just smiles softly.]
“Sweetheart, if you keep that up...I’ll never finish this thing. Actually, I’m definitely going to finish but this Promo won’t be…”
[There’s a soft moan off screen as the slurping only grows loudly. Bradley leans back against the black tiled bathroom wall as his eyes flutter upwards pulling a sharp intake of breath.]
“...well, as you can all probably tell, I’m a little preoccupied at the moment, so I’m making to make this as quick as I possible can because honestly, as much as I do enjoy an audience, I’m not sure if my partner in crime would be so inclined.”
“Mmm...it’s okay, my Brad...let them watch. I just want to finish enjoy you and watching you squirm.”
[With a smile spreading over his lips as he simply looked up into the camera and shrugged his shoulders.]
“And then there’s that.”
“So my loves, you have been warned...the stylings of Bradley Chadwick arriving to Exodus with own brand of antics to bring a bit of color to a world that’s drenched in self-loathing and pity. Because honestly, you all need it. You need me in your lives to brighten up that dreary existence you call a career because honestly, without me...you’d continued to be force fed the same…”
[Bradley’s mouth opens slightly as his body shudders threatening to betray his most carnal desires…]
“...the same…”
[His jaw tenses as he fights off the urge to give in...for now.]
“...the same…”
[Back in control of himself and showing monumental restraint, he lets out a get chuckle and shakes his head slowly.]
“My dear...that was really close.”
“MmmmHmm...I know, I almost have you...but finish your promo, love. I’m not done with you yet.”
[The slurping gets louder as Bradley places a hand on the wall to steady himself. Several beads of sweat form on his brow as he let outs a shake breath.]
“...my time is short, so please allow me to skip the pomp and circumstance and get right to the point here, shall I? The Autumn Effect is going to witness Bradley Chadwick doing what he does best…”
“...defying gravity...mmmm, oh fuck...and defying the odds....”
“And you’re looking at the man who is not going to win Call Your Shot...but make it show that I end up on top of the world as the Exodus Pro World Champion because what’s the point of calling your own shot, if you can’t go after the biggest prize in the business, hm?”
[Bradley breathing picks up as his bare chest rises and falls quickly with each intake of breath. He grits his teeth sliding hand into the mess of red curls below his naked waist, as his hips roll forward slowly with each bob of her head.]
“...I don’t care who you are…”
“...where you’re from…”
[Loud slurps…]
“...or what can do…”
“...the fact of the matter…”
[Loud slurps…]
“...is that Call...Your...Shot...is…”
[Loud slurps…]
“...is…”
“Mmm...that's it baby, let them hear you…”
“...Oh, Fuck!”
[With a deep groan, his eyes close, his muscles tense and his body seizes in place as feeds her exactly what she’s been working so hard for. Riding the wave of his orgasmic bliss in front of the camera, he slowly begins to come down from such an euphoric high as his eyes flutter open with satisfied smile spread over his lips. Slowly, the naked form of the red head beauty known as Brianna Singer stands to her feet, pressing her flesh into Bradley as she licks her lips slowly, reaching up to wipe the corners of her mouth a single finger. Bradley chuckles softly as he takes her finger and shakes his head slowly.]
“Mmmm...sharing is caring.”
[He places her finger into his mouth with a soft moan as Brianna bites down on her lower lip in excitement. Bradley releases her finger before turning back to the camera with shrug his shoulders.]
“I win.”