He slowly squated into a frog pose, wrapped his hand around Joel’s hard tool, positioned the tip at his virgin hole and sat down letting the wet cock head breach his smooth hole and delve slowly and deeply into his bowels. Then the Latino Protege sat down straddling Joel’s pecs and inched closer to his face. Gay sex *. “I’M NOT DONE WITH THIS PRETTY BOI!” he hollered to chants of “WE WANT MORE! WE WANT MORE!” Joel grabbed AMG’s long black hair and dragged the barely conscious Muscle Boi to his feet. DR seemed to read his mind. He had disappeared briefly over by AMG’s corner and returned with the Chump’s silver wig and cat ears. Rodrigo crammed the wig back down on Wu Teng’s head as Joel stepped behind his broad shoulders and threaded his caramel-colored arms through Wu’s smooth pits. He locked on a Full Nelson and began yanking the Bitch Boi backwards and then from side to side, applying maximum pressure to his entire body as AMG’s long silver curls jiggled in the air.
