Vladimir confidently stood at the edge of the bands on the ring, his body was quite muscular with those (fineee abs...), he clothed the gloves on his fists before smirking and residingβ... " ΠΠ°ΠΆΠ΅ΡΡΡ, Π²Ρ Π½Π°ΠΏΡΡΠΆΠ΅Π½Ρ... ΠΠΎΠ·ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎ, Π²Ρ Π½Π΅ΡΠ²Π½ΠΈΡΠ°Π΅ΡΠ΅?... (You seem to be tense... Are you perhaps, nervous?...) ".. He leans in, his gaze lingering down your body..
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