After introductions, Sylvain explained his situation to Woody and asked if he would be allowed to camp on Woody’s property. Sylvain’s arse and nipples were aching, and yet, he had never been more stimulated in his life.Picking up on their chemistry, Woody lustfully barked, “No, I don’t care because you’re my bitch tonight. Gay sex On the left, there appeared to be no dwellings, just open fields with a few farm animals scattered around. Woody was highly sexed but having a very tight budget, was only able to pay for ‘love’ every second month or so when he sold a large piece of furniture, and seldom got lucky in the gay cruising spots because of his dishevelled appearance. Strangely, however, the remoteness of this place and Woody’s coarseness began sexually exciting him. Stopping a short way from the bowl, Woody told Sylvain to place his left foot on the toilet seat. Woody now slipped his hands under the towel to embrace Sylvain’s torso in his arms. As Sylvain’s eyes moved downward, Woody’s dick large uncut cock was no laughing matter, and he knew why his arse was still burning.Woody now got to his knees, and with his hands pushing Sylvain’s thighs backward, commenced munching on his portal ravenously.
