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It was a hot summer night in 1992 and professional wrestler Kevin Nash was performing in front of a rowdy crowd. He had just finished his match and was celebrating in the ring when a group of African-American men stormed the ring. They were carrying a length of rope and before Nash could react, they had him tied up.
The men started to jeer and mock Nash as they pulled down his wrestling pants. Nash tried to struggle but the ropes were tight and he was outnumbered. The men started to take turns raping him, brutally penetrating him with their large African-American cocks. Nash felt himself being filled with their hot cum but he was in too much pain to enjoy it.
The men continued to rape him for what seemed like hours, taking turns to fuck him in every hole. Nash was covered in their cum and his own blood by the time they finally finished with him. He was left lying in the ring, battered and bruised, his once-proud body now a violated and violated shell of its former self.
The men started to jeer and mock Nash as they pulled down his wrestling pants. Nash tried to struggle but the ropes were tight and he was outnumbered. The men started to take turns raping him, brutally penetrating him with their large African-American cocks. Nash felt himself being filled with their hot cum but he was in too much pain to enjoy it.
The men continued to rape him for what seemed like hours, taking turns to fuck him in every hole. Nash was covered in their cum and his own blood by the time they finally finished with him. He was left lying in the ring, battered and bruised, his once-proud body now a violated and violated shell of its former self.