"Buck is here to fuck." That's basically Buck's motto. He usually has to run his game with fatties and drunk bitches down at the bar. But not tonight. The paramedics have dropped off his dream girl. "The Bride" . . . that's what they called her . . . is a real looker. She's blonde and beautiful. Even under all those bruises. She's not like any of the tramps he usually has to put his dick into. And what a fucking body. Firm big titties. A tight ass. And he can only imagine what that pussy must taste like. Yeah, she might need a little lube, but that's all right. He's Buck. And tonight, he's certainly going to fuck.