Chest, ever the instigator, leaned in closer, capturing Mr. Gay sex He reminded me of Wally Cox, the quirky Mr. Peepers was completely lost in the moment now, his hips rocking instinctively. This was exactly what I wanted.His dick slid past my lips, warm and heavy, but not yet fully buried. Maybe he’d be back in the sauna, that jar of petroleum jelly in hand, ready for another moment of heaven on earth. Chest, ever the instigator, leaned in closer, capturing Mr. I was right there with him, my own pleasure spiraling as I savored the moment.Mr. My body shuddered, and I shot my wad, the intensity of it making my throat tighten around his giant cock head. I was right there with him, my own pleasure spiraling as I savored the moment.Mr. I relaxed my throat, letting him slide in fully, the act of deep-throating him sending sparks of bliss through my body. Mr. Peepers was so consumed by Mr. Peepers’ lips in a hungry kiss. Mr. He entered, his silhouette framed by the faint glow from the hall, his glasses glinting briefly. Chest was loving every second of it, his eyes gleaming with mischief. This guy had a beautiful hairy chest, a dense mat of dark curls that seemed to beg
