Gay Men’s Climax Inside

His pheromone powers would not last forever. Gay sex want him?The villain cupped his hands over the hero’s member and could feel that large organ pulsing and trembling with desire. His muscular chest heaved heavily in post-orgasmic bliss, breathing in the brainwashing pheromones in the musky air.”This feels exactly like Christmas morning,” laughed Mistletoe.He slowly pulled the dark blue trunks along the black leggings, revealing a fly below. His night of fantasy would be over soon. It will be fatal. I demand to know exactly what the fuck is going on. It was the most intense and most incredible experience he had ever felt. Gently slapping the hero’s handsome face, he was sure that Renegade would be out cold for at least the next 30 minutes. His tongue caressed the hairy ring around the villain’s wrinkled pucker. “Thank you, Herb.””A pleasure as always, Patricia. Unconsciously, he bit down on the soiled underwear and savored the musky taste.”Yes… take it all in,” laughed Mistletoe.