They had just been dropped off by the same truck that picked them up in the morning. Gay porn I knew they were working at some construction site out in western New Jersey. I knew he was close.I was getting close too as my center tensed around his rock-hard Polish pole. My mouth watered and my hole twitched. I gulped and a big paw covered my mouth. I wanted to squirt hands-free again and feel, from deep inside, that dizzying, joyous full-body orgasm.I heard the front door open, then the interior hall door. Last week, their lean and rangy ringleader, Casmir, had magnificently pounded my ass and I’d been thinking about him ever since. The ugly old pooch looked up and barked. Somebody should bottle this stuff.It was all too good and too much, the swollen Polish cock in my snug fuckhole, the steady rocking that hit every sweet spot inside me, the smell of Casimir’s sweaty, manly body, the earthy funk that wafted from his hairy pits, the taste of my own jizz. When I got home from work the lobby of my building smelled like Chinese food.
