more cock, more fucking, more bound and gagged fun. Gay sex A louder squeal. He loved this. I don’t know why, but it is. He was grabbing my ass and pulling my hair. I wasn’t so sure. I’d visited him a few times for some blow and go’s. But, I did. This was going to be a long afternoon. So here I am, hoping to find a guy for me, who will fuck the piggy out of me. And I did. I’d get hard watching and listening to it. The dildo was for later, to keep my ass spread and ready for rounds 2 and 3 and 4, and for when I was sucking his cock. That cock feels so fucking big. I’d visited him a few times for some blow and go’s. As he pushed me face down on the sheets, I noticed a bottle of Astroglide ass lube and a rubber dildo, a big black one, on the night table. “Cry like a piggy, bitch. That cock feels so fucking big. But this time he was acting much more aggressive, making me nervous.
