Buddy Davis Gets Hotter And Fucks Harder In Every Scene

Anton couldn’t forget Brandon at all? Gay sex Fist wrapped around my shaft, just below the fat tip, guiding me into place. The moan, as I stretched him open, left me wondering if I’d cum almost instantly. Splashes of it landing heavy on the eighteen-year-old’s smooth skin, some of it reaching his hair. Pissing me off? It wasn’t clear just whose benefit that was for, though he didn’t seem to mind attention from whatever quarter it might come from. His sweeping stare across me was, I figured, 80% professional curiosity, and the remainder just for his own, personal interest. “Good workout?”I glanced at Brandon, finding he was already looking at me. to work out.””Liar.”I let my head loll back, against the rough wood. “Nothing special.”Ally nodded, grinning. “You’re hard.””You talk too much.”I felt his swallow, against my fingers. Wanna come sit on my lap, little pervert, and tell me all about it?”I’d learned my lesson; spoke quickly, before the little fuckboy could even take a breath. My fingers were already soaked with the precum that’d been liberally slopping out of his rigid teen prick; he was slight enough that I could reach down, along the length of his back, and push those greasy digits against his hole.Another groan, as I dug inside him. Probably wondering